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The blue lines on his bike, which look real good, just like him. During the break my friends and I standing next to it and loads of others, cause there was a great place to hang around and to get away from teacher or classmates. By hazard I saw him, walking with his two best friends and we looked at each other before we turn to our friends again. That are our eye-contact-moments, which whom we communicate. These little things made my day better and made me happier. There's no limit.
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