Not All Dogs Have the Same Luck.
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I hated going to the beach. We were so many brothers, ten in all, that we couldn’t fit in a single truck. The beach was far away, an hour and a half from the house in the countryside. Every Sunday of the summer, my father, that gentleman who was always upset with me, announced that we were going to the beach. It wasn’t a suggestion, it was an order. My father drove a big truck, accompanied by his sons more like him, his gunmen, animal hunters. M…
I hated going to the beach. We were so many brothers, ten in total, that we couldn’t fit in a single truck. The beach was far away, an hour and a half from the house in the countryside. Every Sunday of the summer, my father, that gentleman who was always upset with me, announced that we were going to the beach. It wasn’t a suggestion, it was an order. My father drove a big truck, accompanied by his sons more like him, his gunmen, animal hunters.…
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