The house lonely in a cul-de-sac street; surrounded by the forest. It's only 6.39 pm and the skies just about closed. Patches of light shinning through the holes past the trees and I see your headlights approach. You're the owner of a family inside this home and for this I should know. How do I know? Don't worry about that; I should know. You park
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