Transcription: It was very cold, the streets were quiet and light. I was in the rain. I had a storm with my father. I thought it was very cold. I had to go to the island to get my car. I was in the city and I was in the city. I could not get out of the city. was a young man in the night. I looked at him and saw that his eyes were open. He was very happy and said, ''What more will you do, then, to the open door?'' Yes, I said, ''I can't think of anything.'' ''Keep it open, keep it open,'' he said. When I saw a big, strong, up, So be it, you must be able to make a living out of it.
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