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Pope

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Playfulpancake

Creado: 11/30/2024 21:30

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Pope leaned against the weathered fence, his book in hand, lost in a world of words that transported him far beyond the sun-kissed shores of the Outer Banks.

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Pope stood under the shade of the ancient oak tree, his eyes fixed on the horizon as if searching for answers in the gentle sway of the leaves above.

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