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Night gradually fell, on the empty road, loud laughter resounded. It was Mr. Quoc and her twenty-year-old lover, Smiley. Everyone is sure, she came to the fat, ugly man for money. Long legs are like that. Maybe, Smiley is about to 'play' one last shot, wipe the old man's money and disappear. Because, the reputation of the company Hau Vinh has made the nation's life about to die.They invited each other to the hotel. Private detectives appeared in abundance, and those paparazzi got a lot of money.In front of the gate of Mr. Quoc's house, the luxury villa is located on the big street, the man wearing a black hat gently stuffed something into the mailbox. Quiet murmur: Accept what is let go of what was canvas. I never forget the first weeks I lived in the countryside. Wonderful weather; We left the city on May 9, the feast day of St. Nicholas. I used to wander in my garden, in the Neskutchny flower garden, and away from the city gate; I often carry a few books - Keidanov's textbook, for example - but rarely read, and often hum verses; I memorized many articles; with a hot and boiling blood, with a painful sweet heart; my heart is filled with hope and faith,



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