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- After we set off, my brother opened the glove compartment and found a pack of cigarettes. He was really shocked because smoking was a big no-no for my dad - that had always been something he wanted to instil in us. And he said, "Oh those are for my friends, for women that I pick up." My brother pulled a face like he didn't really believe him, as if to say: "Dad, are you hiding something from us? Maybe you're a closet smoker."
As we were turning the corner by my high school, a big roll of duct tape rolled out of the sleeping compartment, which struck me as pretty strange too. I thought, "Why does my dad have duct tape by his pillow?" But I kind of brushed it off, thinking, "Well, everything's probably in weird places because there's not a lot of space in here."
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eh, ce n'est pas plus bien, je ne voudrais pas que la femma a vive quelque chose important et memorable mais elle n'est pas un personne de les lettres grandes. les grandes lettres? oui je pense que c'est les grandes lettres. elle ecrit quelque chose especial, mais elle n'ecrit plus bien.