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Vacalasa ressss vacalasa -2

 From the thick green thicket, the night insects could be heard screeching, like the cries of a hunter who had lost his hand. The pouring rain showed no signs of abating. The road passes through the gravel, or the gravel road does not find its address. The car was moving through the same gravel without thinking about the back or the front. The tire must have been punctured. The headlights of the car have gone bye-bye. No matter what, don't stop the car. Because life was important. The car was running for two hours without stopping. At last the road to the city was reached. A little traffic started to pick up. Both of them came down after seeing a cup of tea. It is not possible to tell anyone what happened and who will believe it?' " 

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