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"what's the job? Is it a ghost catcher?" on the fifth day of the first half of the year, I screamed, stabbing my motorcycle in front of me, and then came to an emergency brake.

"you're going to die on the fifth day of the first year". I'm furious. The motorcycle head is not five centimeters away from my body, and the front wheel is close to my thigh. The most important thing is that the yellow mud on the wheel makes my pants full.

"Hey, I'm so excited that I forgot to brake. You see what delicious and fat...