nearly two months ago that we are in the new house. Luckily there was not much to do, and taking a momentary understanding of the pipes to shower properly, or water, was all quite friendly. Until now the living room consists of many stacked boxes containing mostly books, cd's and there are comics, no one said that culture is comfort. We went from living in a room to a broad minimum pH, but increased the number of keys, the magic of Disney I guess. Just a few tweaks sloppy in the fourth of our future child, and end to accommodate things that are seeking their place. We need to bring a curtain for the room and take care, meanwhile hang a given hand every night, Hartanto. The good news is that there is a patio with a ficus tree and full of plants, see green is nice, what is not so much living is not how many birds in the branches and then they're screwing the floor. Especially one of a kind unknown to me has the belly orange and I can feel the true owner of the place as challenging and looks low side (and watch the birds) and suspicious of our intentions. If you continue making the Poronga, go, get a fucking cat, and then see who is who.
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