One hot summer evening I was trying to write but I just couldnt get inspired. I needed a break! Who wouldve thought that soon I will be in Arizona, hanging from cliffs and white water rafting? Grandfather shortpaws had sent me on a hunt for his old friend
One hot summer evening I was trying to write but I just couldnt get inspired. I needed a break! Who wouldve thought that soon I will be in Arizona, hanging from cliffs and white water rafting? Grandfather shortpaws had sent me on a hunt for his old friend – the red bandit. What a fabulous adventure!
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