Sep 2, 2015
A Taxi driver's love story.
A Taxi driver’s love story.
She was working next door as a baby sitter. I see her every time I come home from school. I asked her name, she said she kept it inside a treasure box. So I told her, maybe she brought it with her the best time I see her. Then I saw her again,I asked her if she would finally brought her name or else it would be disrespectful to pass by a beautiful woman every day and I couldn’t greet her by her…
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