The wind strokes the bus.Like gently treating an infant.God bless you.If I get off this bus, can I solve some mystery?It was not of the type to pray to God and Buddha, so please be kind to God and me.Because it's impossible. I got up and wandered around in the car.There is nothing unnatural about it.There is no problem with the passengers.

"What is it, you?Watch carefully. "

"Oh, I'm sorry. It was similar to someone I knew."

The customer pointed it out and repeated his apology.Current situation where I can't do what I like.If I do something bad, I will be of service to you.I came to the front of the bus and looked out over the big windshield.It's an idle neighborhood somewhere.There are few people.

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