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and spend some time shopping with her. He waited {{U}}(76) {{/U}} for 15
minutes. Then he waited impatiently for 15 minutes more. After that, he became
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which was not {{U}}(79) {{/U}} in the situation. In a few moments, he
was holding four small prints that {{U}}(80) {{/U}} even him. He wrote his wife's name on the back of the photo and handed them to a {{U}}(81) {{/U}} behind the desk in the booth. " {{U}}(82) {{/U}} you see a small, dark lady with brown eyes and an apologetic expression, obviously {{U}}(83) {{/U}} someone, would you please give her this?" he said. He then {{U}}(84) {{/U}} his office in Morrison Building, {{U}}(85) {{/U}} that if a picture is worth a thousand words, then the four photos must be a good lecture! He sat down with a smile. |