It was cold in Lit Cafe. They had opened the door. A man died outside in the street. He was sited on the sidewalk with legs stretched out and an umbrella covering his face.
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Why it happens that you usually see so many death? you have described already several in this blog....
I am desparate. I want to protest. People irritate me. I irritate others. I am mad. Or others are mad. I want to make use of this, that has made use of me. I will revanche.
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Why it happens that you usually see so many death? you have described already several in this blog....
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