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The pen test. It was already quite late when I sat by the fireplace and read a book about the art of war. I did not want to read it, but my father forced me, repeating me every time that the war would come soon. Since I was still not adults, I watched mostly pictures and small explanations for them. It was already quite late and I was stealthily so that my father did not see his way into his room went to bed and immediately fell asleep. Every night I dreamed of the same woman and since I did not have a mother, itRead More →
