Good morning, I sit down.
I'm trying to breathe calmly.
I'm done with words.
He fired me again.
He told me:
– Well, since I have to tell you, I don't even know if I can.
pay you October. I hope I can get to November, otherwise hello.
The appearance was suffering, as if he were the one who lost the job.
I've been silent, and maybe I have a smile.
but with the dick, "Hello other things."
I'll choke.
In the meantime, I'm gonna run.
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