Rocket
Do you remember where you were the first time you saw a rocket fly past your balcony? I do. And those are two sentences I never thought I'd write.
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Do you remember where you were the first time you saw a rocket fly past your balcony? I do. And those are two sentences I never thought I'd write.
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