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May 24
The weather was cold and dark and the road was covered with Snow
Only you could see the footprint of a smuggler running into the cabin while he was panicking in the snow,
A cottage near there and I tracked his footprint into the cottage.
Written by
Leila adel  38/F
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   Zeno
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