Thursday, November 19, 2009
When saying autumn, it's a fruit, isn't it? I like an orange very much. A book is being read and a netsurfing is being done while eating an orange.
I did that, and also spent autumn of this year.
A book read a novel called "fake". It was the novel about which it lie in a lie and was a very deep book.
A book called" history in an American slum" is being read now. I'm interested in old society, so when having a fascinating book, please inform me about old society.
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