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Association of Brokenhearted People
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Categories: metropolis
Statuses: Updating
My wife slipped away. The north wind that blowing, snowflakes that drift, the ground wild dogs also shrink in that doorway when the wife slipped under my eyes. At first I did not care, not just a slap well, the past is not not pumped, not in the middle of the night, dodge will come back. But now ......