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This strange story happened in the middle of the last century.
When the Nazis were kicked out of Nezhin, a Komsomol girl was found in the basements of the Gestapo, half dead from torture.
Her left hand was burnt to ashes, there were no nails on her legs, long nails were hammered into her knees, and this is only a small part of what was done to her. But the organs were fine, and the face was not damaged at all. It can be seen, our ripened on time.
Her name was Olya. She spent several months in the hospital, where a young doctor named her was nursing her ...
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When the Nazis were kicked out of Nezhin, a Komsomol girl was found in the basements of the Gestapo, half dead from torture.
Her left hand was burnt to ashes, there were no nails on her legs, long nails were hammered into her knees, and this is only a small part of what was done to her. But the organs were fine, and the face was not damaged at all. It can be seen, our ripened on time.
Her name was Olya. She spent several months in the hospital, where a young doctor named her was nursing her ...
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Loneliness, loneliness ...
Inevitable revenge is visible
Maybe someone's prophecy came true?
Loneliness, here again ...
In this house, smelling of smoke
And in the nut, that under the window.
And in my bed, where at night
I forget anxious dream.
Like an alarm clock that can
Start and count the clock
And counts the minutes, seconds ...
Well, and I - loneliness days.
It was all. And love and suffering
There were torments and flames of fire.
Burning moment of waiting
Everything went and forever.
Whether envy or someone's prophecy
Or simply...
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Inevitable revenge is visible
Maybe someone's prophecy came true?
Loneliness, here again ...
In this house, smelling of smoke
And in the nut, that under the window.
And in my bed, where at night
I forget anxious dream.
Like an alarm clock that can
Start and count the clock
And counts the minutes, seconds ...
Well, and I - loneliness days.
It was all. And love and suffering
There were torments and flames of fire.
Burning moment of waiting
Everything went and forever.
Whether envy or someone's prophecy
Or simply...
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I fell in love with a girl Karina in first grade. Her bows competed in size with a bunch of flowers on the “first time in first grade” line, her last name began with the letter “A” and the magazine of our first “b” opened with her, she was such a smart and beautiful exemplary girl - just a sight. Did not have time to love, we were children.
I fell in love with a girl (no, already a girl) Sveta in the sixth (or seventh?) Class. And I'm not alone. The boys turned into boys, and among the usual girls eye, wonderful ...
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I fell in love with a girl (no, already a girl) Sveta in the sixth (or seventh?) Class. And I'm not alone. The boys turned into boys, and among the usual girls eye, wonderful ...
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We have a small company, four couples, eight people. True, until the middle of last year there were three pairs, but I brought a friend with my wife to my head. So they decided to celebrate the New Year with the new ones. They agreed, and then everything went on as usual. Distributed who will buy and cook.
The gathering for the feast was scheduled at eight in the evening, December 31, 2012. All gathered. The ladies went to the table, and we ...
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The gathering for the feast was scheduled at eight in the evening, December 31, 2012. All gathered. The ladies went to the table, and we ...
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Headlights, light passing through it. The light swallowed her and him. And this one is like a blow from those machine gun bullets. And that's the end. The end of everything. And to Viktor himself, who perishes under the wheels of a night car at a speed that has flown by on the road of a car that has flown by a night crossroad. And these last three shots from Amerovsky Colt in the hands of the bodyguard Nikolai who betrayed him. The one that rang the bell in the night for his murdered Victor's soul three times. Those last three shots. At the crossroads of three roads ...
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Autumn rains in the second half of September were charged with terrible regularity. Slush and change of weather did not go unnoticed by our family - Vika and Marina came down with a fever. The main guarantee of recovery was naps, warm teas with honey, pills, and, of course, a complete rejection of all types of sex.
Arriving from work on one such rainy day, I went into the girls' room. Both babies hoarsely snuffled red from the frequent blowing of their noses. They did not go to study for the third day. I looked at them ...
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Arriving from work on one such rainy day, I went into the girls' room. Both babies hoarsely snuffled red from the frequent blowing of their noses. They did not go to study for the third day. I looked at them ...
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... By 1985, I was already - Mama Do not Cry! I myself was a devil - not a brother. I was a sergeant-sniper, and at the same time, the commander of a mobile group (from 8 to 12 people); I was listed in the fourth company, the second parachute regiment (4 CIE, 2e REP, then in CRAP) ...It just happened to me - not to twirl!
And so...
Here, they send us a new chaplain to the camp. Old, what happened - I don’t know, and I didn’t remember it at all: some kind of thickish rat ...
Italian, everyone says ...
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And so...
Here, they send us a new chaplain to the camp. Old, what happened - I don’t know, and I didn’t remember it at all: some kind of thickish rat ...
Italian, everyone says ...
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Darkness ... Fear, horror, powerlessness, pain ... What is it? Where I am? Flashes of fire, blood, demonic laughter, the demon of Wrath stretches its “arms” blazing with fire to me ... Aah !!! Creek has probably roused everyone in the camp ... Marcus Amella dreamed how he failed his Torture ... I sat down on the ground with my arms wrapped around my head ... Too truthful nightmare, and I am the best magician of Elements among students in the last 100 in the Ferelden Circle! Yes, and the torture itself, I passed the fastest. What a delusion ?! In mind...
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August 11
The call to the cell woke up. I fell asleep in front of the screen without undressing. As he got up, his own smell smacked his nose. With a terrible hangover, with a smoke break such that it seems that even exhale cigarette smoke. It was disgusting to hell. What has become?
He picked up the phone and winced at the scream in the dynamics. “Zhevtun,” shouted the head of the SOG Taras, “where have you gone?” You should have a bribe case tomorrow in court, and you haven't even filed a charge yet. The defendant ...
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The call to the cell woke up. I fell asleep in front of the screen without undressing. As he got up, his own smell smacked his nose. With a terrible hangover, with a smoke break such that it seems that even exhale cigarette smoke. It was disgusting to hell. What has become?
He picked up the phone and winced at the scream in the dynamics. “Zhevtun,” shouted the head of the SOG Taras, “where have you gone?” You should have a bribe case tomorrow in court, and you haven't even filed a charge yet. The defendant ...
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Tormented by a cruel and merciless hangover, Lieutenant Rzhevsky stepped onto the porch of the hut of the village of Razpizdyaylovo. He was dressed in shabby hussar chikras and a undershirt. The hair was straggled, there was one boot on the leg, but, as is fittingly dashing, a hussar with a saber and with a sticking mustache. - Proshka! Your mother, come on syudy, mudevonische! Shouted Rzhevsky hoarsely, calling for the orderly. - Whatever you want, your goodness? - appeared Prokhor. - Serve ...
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