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It was a typical day in Waterloo Ontario. Sunshine, birds sing with a combination of light breeze lift up your soul. It was the feeling that you could do anything, conquer all the mountains, take all the lands and have sex with all the women on earth. And then, the music was high, the beat was fast and heating up the dance floor. The smell of vodka mixing with rum coke bending in the air with a hint of tobaco fly through the back door of the club. Everyone is spinning and spinning to the cycle of life. Just another great moment of your life that you gota enjoy.
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And then the clouds decided to block the sun. Wind got heavier and colder just like a monster eating ticks on the clock. The sky is darken, the street is fasten by the fear of what to come. Kids from the school at the end of the block are rushing to the bus stop just then to get left behind by a rusty driver. Thunder start cracking up the silent atmosphere in the park. Birds disappeared and squirrels looks excited for what ever the reason is. It is coming.
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Rain poor down on the humanity and the rest of the city. The street is now coated with a common black color of most umbrella users trying to cover themselves from the liquid falling down from the sky. A hobo is hugging his knees, trying to self-compress in the corner near the mall front door. Wind is getting stronger, driving the drops as the right hand of mother nature driving the sword of justice. Air vibrating to the shock of some unfortunate house got thunderstruck. The black city becomes so small comparing to the wrath of nature.
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Sleep is necessary in order for human to survive.When you sleep, your mind is protected from the outside activities. Your physical body is release from all the force that it has to carry out, leaving gravity do it's job with a comfy pillow and mattress. The perfect temperature generated by your body is kept inside the soft blanket is something you could easily get addicted to. The dream you have could be bad, could be wonderful but the best part about dreaming is, you wont remember them. Everything is reset after a long rest.
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It was a typical day in Waterloo Ontario. Sunshine, birds sing with a combination of light breeze lift up your soul. It was the feeling that you could do anything, conquer all the mountains, take all the lands and have sex with all the women on earth.....
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