Autumn is nearly here. Soon the leaves will turn crispy and orange, the weather will change, and we will not be able to go out often. Tom is talking with a man downstairs. When his conversation is over I will tell him that we should do something amusing. I'm not ready for the cold weather and the snow, though I do relish hot chocolate. Yet, I still want to go somewhere or do something. Maybe we can go swimming.
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