Chat by the Sea Between and Passers-by

This?

I don't know why you're looking at glasses right now.

Two glasses.

Glasses one.

The right-hand lens and the left-hand lens.

There are ******* here, but you can't.

There are three babaus playing.

They play in the lake, the babaus.

What does he do?

Do it. Oh, no, go to the house.

With an orange dick. - We're not using much these days.

Eh? - You can't give.

You can't give. - You can't give.

I wonder why you think about people. - It's deep.

Why? - We have our own. God.

Okay, come on. - Come, little mermaid, come to us.

Yes, but we can say there is. It's Mother Nature's fault.

See?

They're fighting. - They're fighting.

Yes, but. You can see our dough. - It's cold.

And my colonist.

So you have to go back to the village today?

Leave this paradise?

Look at me. I'm leaving.

But still, those men are enough.

I'm amazed.

Look at him.

But it's there.

You've noticed he's more alert.

And he got in the water.

And I don't know because I don't know.

Let him go.

All men are like that.

They put a little bit behind the bamboo poles.

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