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The indian woman

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Dhanusri Ramaraj

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Dreams Happines is a cup dre of coffee &a really good book dreams ©Dhanusri Ramaraj #Tea #Book The book of tea

Dreams Happines is a cup dre of coffee &a really good book dreams ©Dhanusri Ramaraj #Tea #Book The book of tea

Viji Sekhar

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In this course, the students learn the basics of programming (variables, ... For example, you could focus on computer vision (and read a book like Greg ... ©Viji Sekhar E-BOOK IS THE INTERESTING BOOK

In this course, the students learn the basics of programming (variables, ... For example, you could focus on computer vision (and read a book like Greg ... ©Viji Sekhar E-BOOK IS THE INTERESTING BOOK

Akshay Vasu

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They gave the same book again and again to the same person to read. But just to make sure that the book meant different from the previous read to the one who had read it, every time they gave it, they either tore a page from it or added a new page in between that did not belong to the book. Soon that book wasn't the book they had given the first time anymore. ©Akshay Vasu The same book #akshayvasu #book #memories

They gave the same book again and again to the same person to read. But just to make sure that the book meant different from the previous read to the one who had read it, every time they gave it, they either tore a page from it or added a new page in between that did not belong to the book. Soon that book wasn't the book they had given the first time anymore. ©Akshay Vasu The same book #akshayvasu #book #memories

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The woman in red Once upon a time lived a woman in the darkest corner of the city, Who traded her time in exchange for money When she walked with grace across the city roads clad in her red saree, red lipstick and wearing ‘gajra’ in her hair, She could turn heads Few with ‘awe’ and many with ‘yucks!’ The country folks called her a prostitute a whore, But every night they fantasized undressing her hitting her and forcing them inside her. “Ohhhhh !! The pleasure of just the thought of her” And their hands slid inside their pants. She was nasty and they said “ I want a pinch of her dirt on me tonight.” In the morning they cleaned the dirt off their sleeves and collars And they looked perfect outside and feeling heavenly inside. She was done working for the night unlike most of us, Who are done working for the day. She got up dressed in her best and entered into a fresh day fearlessly. The woman in red

The woman in red Once upon a time lived a woman in the darkest corner of the city, Who traded her time in exchange for money When she walked with grace across the city roads clad in her red saree, red lipstick and wearing ‘gajra’ in her hair, She could turn heads Few with ‘awe’ and many with ‘yucks!’ The country folks called her a prostitute a whore, But every night they fantasized undressing her hitting her and forcing them inside her. “Ohhhhh !! The pleasure of just the thought of her” And their hands slid inside their pants. She was nasty and they said “ I want a pinch of her dirt on me tonight.” In the morning they cleaned the dirt off their sleeves and collars And they looked perfect outside and feeling heavenly inside. She was done working for the night unlike most of us, Who are done working for the day. She got up dressed in her best and entered into a fresh day fearlessly. The woman in red