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Pic 3: Sam went around a corner and went across a small alleyway, with high old houses around. Suddenly he saw a pretty girl, who came from his left. Sam: "Hallo pretty girl. You want to stay for a moment". She turns arround and stop walking. She: "Hey, thank you. Who are you?". Sam: "My name is Sam, you will like me". She smiles.