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... nts frown as they sit at the table.
Aside, the little baby was so hungry that she cried.
Click--
The palm of a white glove turned the mechanism, and the picture changed again.
The faces of the puppet people's parents were painted with fierce expressions, and the clown doll on the ground bowed his head and did not speak.
"I blame you! It would be nice if you were not born!"
"He's a monster and won't laugh until now!"
"I really want to go back. Only ...
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