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I watched as this little black bug scurried across the carpet, weaving around and clearly unsure of where to go. How did he end up in this office space? And where does he want to go? I hoped he would figure it out before the girl came through with the vacuum and ****** him up. But then there he went making his way down the carpet again.
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May 22, 2018
May 22, 2018 at 4:50 AM UTC
Little black bug
I watched as this little black bug scurried across the carpet, weaving around and clearly unsure of where to go. How did he end up in this office space? And where does he want to go? I hoped he would figure it out before the girl came through with the vacuum and ****** him up. But then there he went making his way down the carpet again.
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May 22, 2018
May 22, 2018 at 4:50 AM UTC
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