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Scorching Tuesday afternoon.
Sun at its peak.
I received a bag of grocery from the guards at gate 5.
Uhhmmnn... birthday package from the management. No more coffee with the president for birthday celebrants. Just some kinda relief-goods-look-alike .. Ahihihi. Just kidding.
Peeking:
Hhhmmnnnn...
Happy birthday to me.
Spaghetti on the menu.
Salad for desert.
Ahhh.
Birthday Card.
Too early for my natal day
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