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Somehow, being in a completely different mood, my simply wonderful friend and I watched a very funny video on U-Tubu. A thief with a stocking on her head climbed into the apartment and was fascinated by looking at the jewelry box. And then the owner of the apartment woke up, sleeping on the bed, a hefty Negro woman, pardon, wild pardon — an African American, but with such an unusually large breast, between 9 and 10 bra numbers. She wanted a thief to hit him on the head with a statuette, then apparently he wanted ...
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I have a friend Dolphin, We are now talking to him. We are talking about the world, we live. This is the common Ocean where the Creator created our Light. Until now, Shines, His World Enlightens. Silence, Dolphin And I am Emptiness. And my poems are sounding, these are thoughts of emptiness A Dolphin Translator, Thoughts Regulator. In order not to burn Poet Need a friend Dolphin Poet. In the Ocean of Trans and Ecstasy of Happiness.
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