The environment is shabby and humid, and the price is not too high here.
What drove me crazy was that at five or six o'clock in the morning, I felt so obsessed that there was something crawling in the direction of the armpit against the chest in my clothes. I thought it was an illusion. I grabbed it through the clothes, but it really caught something. I turned it over and didn't look at the big cockroach... Hurry up... I came back to the toilet and wanted to take a photo of it. It was gone.
Then I didn’t just make up for it, how did it crawl on me and how it ran into the clothes, and then there was no way to fall asleep. I beg my heart, and then I always feel that something is crawling on my body...
Never dare to be greedy for cheap anymore...
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