The Wind that Blew like Smiling Donkeys A Short Story by Anonymous Mohammad Cox had always loved picturesque Cambridge with its hushed, high hills. It was a place where he felt angry. He was a cowardly, snotty, cocoa drinker with skinny eyelashes and beautiful hands. His friends saw him as a dull, difficult dolphin. Once, he had even rescued a shy old man from a burning building. That's the sort of man he was.
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