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Original text - English - it was getting dark. I stood in the middle of an...
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it was getting dark. I stood in the middle of an...
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valentina125
Source language: English
it was getting dark. I stood in the middle of an unlit street, wondering where I could sleep that night. I had very little money in my pocked. I said to myself, 'Ishmael, you must ask the price of a room, and don't expect too much
1 January 2008 15:00