I've chosen. Now it's your turn to choose.
The story goes that some time ago a mother punished her five year old daughter for wasting a roll of expensive gold wrapping paper. Money was tight and she became even more upset when the child used the gold paper to decorate a box to put under the Christmas tree.
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Жизнь не измеряется количеством наших вздохов,но меряется моментами,когда у нас захватывает дыхание.
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