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I am just a sad girl in New York. After school I go for a walk in Central Park. It's the middle of February. Pale, Grey and Lonely park, I love you. I have no one to talk to. I don't go home, I don't want to face my happy mother, I don't want to see my expensive home. I go to a little cafe, i take a seat by window and order a cup of coffee. I watch little kids laugh in street whilst holding their family members hands or women go talking on their phones, with bags of expensive shops brands written on them. I drink my coffee and leave that little cafe and go home- back to being fake person. I am lost.
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My english is really bad sorry
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