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Papa Jo sat on his chair and while eating his dinner, his thought went to his children.
"Oh, I miss the kids. They are all grown up now and none is here. I remember when they were little, when I would take them to school and buy them chocolates. I wish they visit me more often".
Papa Jo sat on his chair and while eating his dinner, his thought went to his children.
"Oh, I miss the kids. They are all grown up now and none is here. I remember when they were little, when I would take them to school and buy them chocolates. I wish they visit me more often".
February 12, 2025 at 11:00 AM
#story
Papa Jo sat on his chair and while eating his dinner, his thought went to his children.
"Oh, I miss the kids. They are all grown up now and none is here. I remember when they were little, when I would take them to school and buy them chocolates. I wish they visit me more often".
Papa Jo sat on his chair and while eating his dinner, his thought went to his children.
"Oh, I miss the kids. They are all grown up now and none is here. I remember when they were little, when I would take them to school and buy them chocolates. I wish they visit me more often".
February 12, 2025 at 10:25 AM
February 12, 2025 at 10:24 AM
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February 12, 2025 at 8:46 AM
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