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To my dear future generation,

I am very sorry for all of the people who throws all their rubbish on the street if the don’t want to hold it we will put it in the bin if you put it on the street it gose into the middle of the oceans and the animals get stuck and they also swallow it

paper straws are not the best idia but we still have to persavear because thety. Go all floppy

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