четверг, 26 октября 2017 г.

Text: I found the grim reaper making coffee in my kitchen one morning. “Don’t freak out,” he said, pouring me a cup.


Text: I found the grim reaper making coffee in my kitchen one morning. “Don’t freak out,” he said, pouring me a cup.

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