Bears in a Cage קלעפּ

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Once, I was traveling around in Aomori. I stopped by an old shop. It was so infrequently visited that there was a faint layer of dust on the boxes of cookies, and the labels had been faded by the sun. I considered buying a can of apple juice, but instead walked around the property. In one corner there was a bear in a cage. It was summer and the bear's black matted fur glistened. I suppose you cou…

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