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I went to the movie theater.
And, I rose on with the escalators.
Made a mistake in time.
I went to the bookstore.
I met with another book.
Oh, the name that I feel nostalgic for.
I remembered the sociologist of the fiery zeal.
Then I read a book in a coffee shop.
It is the book which it played truant from so far.
An illustration is delicate.
I hit a head on the glass of the art gallery.
It was written to "the glass with attention".