Waiting alone at the airport was her job because at the beginning of the year, bothering her like that was too much. I must say that Hoang loves me very much, but if it is someone else, that must be asked again. It’s easy to get people out of the house at that hour no matter what. I don’t ride my bike to win races nor do I ride to get places I ride to escape this world poster. I’m in the room and I’m still cold. Cold from lack of sleep and hunger. A sweatshirt hugged in the arm but did not dare to wear it, afraid of being beaten for making a shirt with fur.
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