Please give me some advice. It's not like before. I write all the time and my pen is very fluent.
She is twenty-five years old, a lonely woman living alone. Life is extremely monotonous, between work and home. Life is also very regular. I get up at the same time every day and do the same things every day. From home to the station, or from the station to the company, she always walks with her head buried, occasionally looking up, and spending most of her time wandering. His personality may be a little cold, but his interpersonal skills are good, not a bad one.
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