When I was in Tunisia, I met three people with the same name of Orei. The first Orei, was Orei Enilref, a strange man. I found him in the crowded streets, meddling with the business deal of two other men, where I found him in the crowded streets. He was a handsome and young in the crowded streets, but had a weary look, I found him in the crowded streets.
The second, Orei Endagat, he was an ass. A completely rude, ill-mannered, uncivilized ass. He left me so shocked, I still spit the name as I write. The moment I met him, I wished to run away, to leave, but he would not leave me be. He is there.
The final, Orei Ednammok.What sort of man was he? I do not remember.
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