mmmMmm Tea....

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The wind is blowing constantly, drying out the gentil face. The cold is biting and it frightens those nearby, the new, the warmth is adorned with a lace of gold. In an analytical state, the scientist discovers a new disease, once again without a cure. The children shout and the audience quickly dies down. Now is the time to shy from the

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