Published May 11, 2022
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The Biggest Story Of Search " Part - 17 "

Published May 11, 2022
2 mins read
435 words

They pushed the tree as early as four in the morning.  The curtains tossed the raft as the children threw the embryo.  They dropped the tree on the east side of the town and pushed the tree and came to the west side.  Good appetite.  Walter and Simon went back to their homes to drink porridge.  Soosai is so tired, he can no longer touch the tree if he drinks s.  He also called the servant to his toy store.  Did not go Went. Dasan dawned well and warm sunlight fell on Dasan's back.  Dasan was sitting with his legs stretched out on the shore as he smoked curls.  His gaze rested on the crashing waves.  At the tip of a wave high into the sky the wind collided and flashed and the rainbow above it flashed.

The shoreline collapsed further and further due to the collision of the waves.  Beyond the screens Michel's mechanical anchor was floating, floating like a green swan.  Wandering alone is not an issue.  Screening is not an issue.  No fishing in the sea.  Famine, famine, and disease spread along the coast.  Everything from radios to floor mirrors, which were bought unnecessarily and unnecessarily during the time of the availability of shrimp, turned to rice and potatoes in neighboring towns.  Many people have even mortgaged and eaten the eating cells.

The withered people sighed and sighed on the porch.  Some who could not bear the hunger lay on the ground outside, cutting their stomachs on it.  Careless boys Unbeknownst to their parents, they sniffed wedding houses in the countryside.  Important among the few families not affected by this famine was the Michael family.  At five o'clock in the evening he would start spreading smoke from the tiles on the roof.  He and his children played in the yard like this until late at night. 

He was always singing on the home radio.  How does he manage to eat and be happy?  A fear spread among the people that Michael had brought a sorcerer from the mountain and built the sea, and that the raft would not be caught except by his motorboat.  The fish beach was deserted by nothing anymore.  The fishermen, tired of not being able to push the logs, set them aside on the shore and went home.  In the distance only two woodcutters were struggling with the sea.  Hungry dogs sniffed between the edges of the screen.  The redhead jumped on the screen and grabbed something with his fingers and soared. 

Stay tuned for the 18th part of this story.

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lokeshbhandari821 5/18/22, 8:21 AM
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