Holy Infant of India/C407 Some Kind of Association
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C407 Some Kind of Association

The old lady changed into her usual self. With a smile, she said to the official, "My son is mine. My eyes were blurry just now. I'm sorry, everyone."

With that, the old lady bowed to the leaders.

After she said this, the policemen and leaders felt very embarrassed. They must have been thinking, why did the old lady change her mind when she said that she wasn't her son?

I was thinking, too

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