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Fears when walking.

Something has happened Something not nice I went for a walk and found I had lice. I scratched at my head and washed out my hair and then I discovered that they were not there. I went to the shop and told them the tale. But they didn't care their faces were stale.
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nathan-douglas-day
Australian
Published
May 29, 2012
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