Winter story

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Walking down the street with my… hmmm…

…seeing usual things…

… nice things…

… weird things.

When under a tree…

… someone seen me.

After he approached…

… he stared a short time at me …

… and told me: he’s the king of the area.

I wanted to be his friend…

… but he reminded me imperatively…

… he don’t want anybody around.

I wanted to leave…

… but he was sad…

… and courageously … he approached … … and let me be his companion for the ride.

Thanks’ my friend!