i was walking along a street parallel to ours when i saw this guy who regularly knocks at my parents' gate to ask for money.
he seemed surprised to see me and must have been unable to place me right away so he blurted out this story that does not at all dovetail with his narrative when he goes to my parents' place.
ahahahahaha...
when you lie, you're bound to weave stories that are different, inconsistent and worst, contradictory.
speak the truth -> even if your voice quakes.
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