Title: वैकल्पिक

Text: Have you ever sailed across an ocean, Donald? On a sailboat surrounded by sea with no land in sight, without even the possibility of sighting land for days to come? To stand at the helm of your destiny? I want the warmth of a woman in the cool set of sheets. One more night of jazz at the Vanguard. I want to sleep like I slept when I was a boy. Give me that. Just one time. That's why I won't allow that punk out there to get the best of me, let alone the last of me. प्रत्येक पराग्राफले परीक्षण हुनेछ।

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