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The mustachioed striped ©
Last night, came home from work, in bitter look on the cat realized that I had forgotten to buy food. I turn back and mustache striped me ran into the entrance. Well is caught, the cat has found himself on the ground floor. Decided figs with him, I will take with me. I went to the store, a saleswoman at a loss to look at the cat. Well, I have to iron out awkward situation, I went to the window with feed and aloud: "Well, choose himself, tired of wondering what is better!". Saleswoman even half a minute from under the counter did not rise.
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