writes the local press: "The consequences of murdering compote"
was about two weeks before the weather suddenly better. 28 degrees celsius was not unusual. and so I moved into my bed at 12:04. while I stuffed the winter blanket in the closet and filled a very thin summer blanket in the duvet cover. The mere fact that I have something like this is kind of narrow-minded. but whatever. the twelfth of April the way, is my favorite day, so I know that no matter how accurate. really no reason, I was just at some point set times. everyone should have a favorite day!
a week ago the weather was bad again. I so that items such as remote radiators warmed despise the way, I have also someday be such as prevailed here at night temperatures of about 4 ° Celsius. now I'm freezing again.
and something I wanted to say yet.
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