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Adventures of Aimi
Grami and Aimi got into the car and buckled up their seatbelts. “I’ll put the artist’s address into the car’s navigation system,” said Grami. “I want to be sure to drive in the right direction.”
“Is the artist’s studio far away?” asked Aimi.
“It’ll take us about one hour to get there,” said Grami.
“That’s a long time,” said Aimi. “We might get hungry on the trip.”
Grami laughed. “You must be thinking about Tad. He’d be hungry before we got to the end of the block.” Aimi laughed, too.
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