In regard of the situation, actually very embarrassed, not college students to read the book, you might as well be a tertiary industrial school student is even. White city is a small place, work is not much, a little like he can't go.
Thinking and thinking, the ya heart a horizontal, just as a mountain peddler. There is local protection, low cost, just suffering.
Suffering and suffering, it was a good time to go up by day and work odd jobs at night. Not only paid off the debt, but also saved a little money.
The wall clock is like a machine without oil, unwilling to walk the needle. Despite of closed the computer, the basin of water, into the kitchen of the began to wash their hands.
His fingers were long, his nails cut neatly, and without soap, he rubbed it slowly in the water, trying to wash every inch of his skin.
Then he opened the door of the room.
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