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When I asked the reason why the old man sitting on a park bench was sobbing uncontrollably, he said he had lost his diary and his bubbles...
Assuring him that I would find his diary and his bubbles for him, I journeyed resolutely, arrived near a comfortable blue sofa and when I sat on it, I noticed it had a diary that looked ancient.














