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Dummies by Sam Khodayari (Piercing Sleep) For which crime, the sentence of patience was issued to me, I am no longer young. I'm not so. That's why I always think: This is the last one I give him and it seems to me to write ((for the last time, to him)) but I feel that there is a defect in this sentence, and Anxiety I write the blog post: ((my wife Fatemeh, who was with her imprisonment, I was the only one who was constantly Yeah, I am Sam, a man who loves love and love). My eyes are on the 24th day of the second month. The spring of 1360 Solar was opened in a clean hospital in Tehran, and the first cry with a doctorate named Sam, which later gave him his name, was presented to me in order to know that this world has a place of tears and smiles. .. With my first tear, the lips of every single person in my family, full of laughter, when I was born, I did not weigh more than a kilo and I was crying constantly. I have a great talent from the time I arrived in the world. I did not have a month more that I managed to set my stomach on the corner of the Mouyah of the Chaharqa machine. I was three months old to learn to use my nails to paint on the faces of your subjects. At six months, with the help of doctors, I managed to defeat I became ill with rubella and I was eight months old when I could sit on my seat. At one year, without the help of