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The yard of my childhood (50 photos)
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When I was a kid, in front of our house was not the court, was the road, so I ran to a nearby dveor play, there was a children's playground. We climbed on every wooden turrets, played Dogon, swinging on a swing. Ah, sweet identities is time ...
And you what was in the yard?
And you what was in the yard?
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