Kavinka was dead, ready to go to the night to cleanse his soul for inspiration.

When the warm water is not over the ankles, washing away the cold of early spring, when the soft wattle presses the waist and abdomen to drive away the fatigue of the body, inspiration will also burst out.

I don't go to the foot bath for the sake of carnal enjoyment, but for better codewriting!

I hope the grandpas approve it......

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