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In the backyard, spinning アバシッド has come to rest with 頭 sideways on the 地面, staring at an innocent overripe apple, which fell down the 重力 well not too long before. We are seeing through his unprotected eyes. (Believe me, this is the place talked about. I took a bus to get there.) |
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