Sunglasses hide behind them the lustful glares of the sexual stalkers, the sparks of joy in the eyes of the happy people, and the sad tears of the hopeless ones.
The end.
Sunglasses hide behind them the lustful glares of the sexual stalkers, the sparks of joy in the eyes of the happy people, and the sad tears of the hopeless ones.
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