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I though I would up date you.
I did some investigation. There is old house on highway where I slow down my car
right after that my car gets cold. Breath turns into fog.
I think a ghost lives there and he hop into the car.
And just before my work there is another old broken building thats where
fog stops.
So I think ghost works there. He gets off there.
Friendship is like wetting your pants, everyone can see it, but only YOU can feel the true warmth.
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