Whenever we go to church, I have to always take the bus. Everyone on the bus are always cheery and they all wave to me. I sometimes stop off to talk to my friend, Hank. We chat about a lot of things like the weather and the economy. Later, I ride the bus again and when I look out the window, I see a beautiful view. Finally, I get to my dark, dull church and run in there before it rains.
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