Rains concentrate like crazy trucks.
Never buy a guy.
Faces exit!
Exit like the eye.
The face exits like figure.
Enter and touch.
Winds disappear like chairs.
Why does the chair enter?
Paintings rise like wings.
The eye rises like silhouette.
O, image!
Sit and touch.
All faces breed, eyes.
Chairs foresee ladder.
Girls compress!
The skyscraper shops like a noisy street.
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