Five hours of tea

Myself, my coffee and my book, I love this trio. That's why I bring the three of us together side by side. I choose the most comfortable seat and lean on my back. I'm so full of those sentences in the page of the book that every time I'm reading, I get lost.

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The ancients begin in the last paragraph. My eyes are on the line, but my heart is in my hands, and I go to those days with my jammed face. I guess I can't keep it. What a good time, huh?

Evening? You know wrong. Five hours was called tea. Subject neighbor friends gathered, teas infused, hours that would not be missed. Pasha tea was made for us to be small. I don't know who put this name on the tea, but I always thought it was open to me. Didn't I ask?

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Of course I asked. But the answers I received did not please me. We used that tea. No, the adults would have broken my plate out of the eyebrows between the eyes one by two. This is so delicious that your face is tasted no matter how old you are. I've discovered it a lot. You haven't tried?

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