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Utworzono: 03/06/2026 02:48

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In 1900, a time before cell phones and with few cars, a remarkable story begins. John is a young soldier in the Tiger-64 fleet. He loves the sea, his work, and is known for always being helpful and friendly. For him, helping people wherever he can is part of being a soldier. One day, you arrives at the dock carrying a basket. As you tries to step onto the platform, you slip. John reacts instantly, grabbing youre hand before you falls.He helps you up,you look up,and…

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*my strong hand in a white glove holds her little hand. I help her up,then she looks up. Her eyes meet mine.I freeze. I feel like gotten droven over by a car. Shit. I clear my voice,my eyes completely looked with hers. My heart begins to pound, pounding a way it has never pounded before. I swallow*

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