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By dyapox

mother superior

i was able to attend the literary musical of my alma mater where my nieces joined the english declamation contest.... fortunately my nieces score 3rd and the other got 1st....
during my attendance,, i saw this mother superior whom i once saw her during my highshool days.... yet still she is witnessing every victory and downfall of every student in the corner...
and the boy fixing his shoelaces is a contrary of the attention.... i bet you see first the little boy than the nun.... is it?

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