When they called him away, he’d smiled up at me, and said that the main reason he’d left was for his mother and younger sister. He said that I reminded him of her,
It’s still cold. It’s the 14th of July, but it’s a freezing 5 degrees C. I don’t how longer it can go on like this.
It's still cold. It's the fourteenth of July, but it's a freezing five degrees celcius. I don't know how much longer it can go on like this.
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