Just Picking My Pencil

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She composed herself and went to take some tissue from inside the car. Wiping her tears with it and she went back to take the bottle of beer sawyer was opening. "So, how's everything is at home?" She asked, referring to Bogotá. Yes, she still considered Bogotá as her home. And that started another long conversation with them, remembering what they used to do when they were small, how business was, how her godparents were an endless list of topics. "God, you two look so good together," Tulip exclaimed when Sawyer showed the picture of him and his girlfriend, Angelina. "When I'm going to meet her?" She asked. Angelina was beautiful. She was obviously taller than her tan skin with natural curls and she looked perfect with her light brown eyes. Sawyer also looked good in the picture, a

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