Shelly Miller waited by the news portal for any sign of the TV man. She had ordered the booth rrp 250FMD, so she could finally communicate with her husband.
It had been three years since they communicated and eight years since they were married. Shelly was working as a ticket inspector on the trams when she met her husband to be. He was an average sized man, handsome and kind.
Which was great, if you liked that sort of thing.
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