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The Real Book
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The streetlights were dim as the mist enclosed it in its mysterious grip. She peered out of her window into the darkness, was there someone out there or was it her imagination? She tried to see properly but was unable to because of the mist. She was curious as the same time she was scared for she thought what would anyone do in the midnight on the road in such a cold weather.
Winds started to blow from the north so she closed her window, but she was still curious to know. Monica looked at the clock, it was showing 1:30 in the morning. She didn't feel sleepy at all. She started...
The streetlights were dim as the mist enclosed it in its mysterious grip. She peered out of her window into the darkness, was there someone out there or was it her imagination? She tried to see properly but was unable to because of the mist. She was curious as the same time she was scared for she thought what would anyone do in the midnight on the road in such a cold weather.
Winds started to blow from the north so she closed her window, but she was still curious to know. Monica looked at the clock, it was showing 1:30 in the morning. She didn't feel sleepy at all. She started...
