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It walks so fast and in linear line but makes a sudden term like a lightening shape. It is an ant.
It walks so fast that it is like a real ghost flying on the white table without noise and legs.
Rainning heavily out there. A perfect excuse not to go out. Not that i don't want to go out.
I was writing four sub-genres of detective novel. I am calm, happpy and swallowing the alcohol.
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