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Mike and Me
At the time I got back home they were all there; the bully, the hustler and the brake. They were all still confused. The bully...

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The leaves were falling down in the autumn park. The old sailboat sailed in between them. For a long time the crew had bee...
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He ran down the pipe and felt free. The rigorous engineering types he added were the right ones. He was sure his pet cricket ...