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... ledge and the bibles in various fields.
The squirrel's jumping didn't stop until it was on the large desk. He lifted the tip of his nose and sniffed, his big eyes grunted, and then he held a finger with peanut butter and started licking.
The owner of that finger is an old man in a suit. In this leisurely afternoon, the old man rarely reveals a lazy, half-leaning on the chair, full of academic monoglasses, and his wise eyes look towards The teenager across the long table.
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