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When I realized that the sun was finishing its daily round, when I briefly met its drowsy and benevolent gaze, my sunset looked like an old and faded color photo, the picture of a grandfather holding a newborn baby. Discover the review
When I realized that the sun was finishing its daily round, when I briefly met its drowsy and benevolent gaze, my sunset looked like an old and faded color photo, the picture of a grandfather holding a newborn baby.
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