When I was on the train, I met the man. At first, I did not feel anything about him, but I felt something strange as time passed. Suddenly, I realized who the man was. He was the man who bullied Perkins at school when we were young. When I think of him, it recalls the bad past. Therefore, i did not to meet him forever, but unfortunately I met him. I always envy you, because you have your wonderful father and you always give off a radiance. I am Foxley!!!
I think the man was really Foxley. There is nothing to tell the reason why I thought the man was really Foxley. This is just my intuition.
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