... I lived happy.
The 13 was really not his lucky day and even though the deadline had been delayed for Because of heavy snow, it was already being shot on ... December 13!
The poor, he broke my heart as much as the logger cut through the corner of his own. He was 82 years this fine ash. I confess that I did not know we can give an age as accurately. I was sad all day, just like I lost an old friend as from this moment, this will be a story without words ...
Let's forget about it ... I promise the next post will be oh so much more gay! !
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