Just walk through a tunnel with a breeze. Looking back at the old days. Looks like the season has changed due to the difference in warmth. Flirted by a picturesque episode based on an archaic sentimental experience, and not here? Write that sentiment on the tablet behind your brain. What the hell is the origin of the letters where the stone fragments fall apart and are carved in laser light?

shouldn't. Immerse yourself in a fantasy world, narrow your horizons, ah.

I slipped my legs and stepped off the steps. Boo-boo! It's a truck. I get hit.

"Ah."

Mr. Maelia grabbed my arm and pulled me up. No way.

"Hey, hold on tight, right?"

"I'm sorry."

The truck lady said, "Oh, man!" He screams and leaves.

Come on, let's go.