" I'm trading in my short sleeve for the no-sleeve." she told the salesman.
" You sure? It's not like you to trade something you've used so much. Please reconsider." insisted the salesman.
" I'm sure." and with that, she walked out of the market, wearing her new shirt.
Look at her eyes. Don't they look like grass and the sky? Hope you like it

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