Carnival and Dance of Hester(Biography of Carnival Performer Len(4)
Sir, help me! The old man tapped his head on the ground. He knew that as long as the adult reached out, his problem could be solved. Lennifer frowned.
Adults...
The old man was stunned by the muffled sound of "thump". A moment later, his pale eyebrows tightly twisted together. He looked at the figure who had turned around and left. There was a painful sob in his throat. His old wrinkles shrank in despair.
In midair, the basin fell to the ground, upside down, with only a few Hester coins scattered everywhere, and one rolling toward the dirty sewer outlet, where the water kept scouring.
No No The old man screamed and threw at the Hester coin. No pants with half of his left leg were dragging on the ground. His arms and right leg were rubbing against each other and scratching marks on the ground.
Lennifer, who had left, took his pocket watch out of his arms. It took him a lot of time to listen to the same story, and the only small value was to prove that it was Hester.
There's nothing to sympathize with. There's a large group of broken arms and legs on the other side of the dock because they were "lucky" to see the lobster when they went to sea, while more harpooners or crew members were directly buried in the belly of the fish. There's nothing to be pitied about.
Adults...
The old man was stunned by the muffled sound of "thump". A moment later, his pale eyebrows tightly twisted together. He looked at the figure who had turned around and left. There was a painful sob in his throat. His old wrinkles shrank in despair.
In midair, the basin fell to the ground, upside down, with only a few Hester coins scattered everywhere, and one rolling toward the dirty sewer outlet, where the water kept scouring.
No No The old man screamed and threw at the Hester coin. No pants with half of his left leg were dragging on the ground. His arms and right leg were rubbing against each other and scratching marks on the ground.
Lennifer, who had left, took his pocket watch out of his arms. It took him a lot of time to listen to the same story, and the only small value was to prove that it was Hester.
There's nothing to sympathize with. There's a large group of broken arms and legs on the other side of the dock because they were "lucky" to see the lobster when they went to sea, while more harpooners or crew members were directly buried in the belly of the fish. There's nothing to be pitied about.
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