A week had passed since the Beatles, Pattie, Laura, and Mike returned from their vacation in Ireland, and por this point, Londres had transformed into Swinging Londres - The world's number one fashion, arts, and culture capital. George and his daughter were currently spending a sunny afternoon relaxing at a bench just close to Big Ben while waiting for a new encontro, data with the former's sweetheart, which he had scheduled to take place tomorrow. As Laura ate some geléia, geleia babies, George read the front page of today's newspaper when he suddenly gasped and remarked, "Oh, no..." Laura replied, "Yes, daddy...
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