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Since childhood, I love to relax in the "Silver Forest", which is located in a picturesque area of Moscow. There, on the sandy beaches, I spend every free day. There are also nooks there. The fact is that I am a nudist, a little - an exhibitionist. I do not like to wear clothes and ...
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The city ... the sleeping city, the extinct city ... only the light of the moon and dim lanterns give a certain reality to the combinations of nature and the noosphere that form this megalopolis ... the inhabitants sleep so hard that I myself begin to get confused in the thin, barely perceptible transitions between reality and not reality ...
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We are partisans fighting against the dictatorial regime of Franco. We are hiding in the mountains of Spain. All of us - twenty people. It used to be more.
This morning we were joined by a girl - very young, at this age you need to get married and not to fight. I found her battered five days ago: she was patrolling the territory, and she was lying unconscious near one of the paths. God alone knows what the Francoists did to her. We fed her what we had — dry olives and beets ...
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This morning we were joined by a girl - very young, at this age you need to get married and not to fight. I found her battered five days ago: she was patrolling the territory, and she was lying unconscious near one of the paths. God alone knows what the Francoists did to her. We fed her what we had — dry olives and beets ...
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The curtain opens.
Sounds quiet, ominous music.
Stage worker Mikhalych snores loudly, asleep on a chair in the back.
Long live the automatics!
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Nastya, carefully stepping bare feet on the marble floor, went out into the center of a spherical hall filled with people. They all sat around the perimeter, as if in the Coliseum and were dressed, so the girl felt very uncomfortable. It was like
on mockery. It seemed to her that these people were laughing at her, discussing among themselves, except perhaps with their fingers ...
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Sounds quiet, ominous music.
Stage worker Mikhalych snores loudly, asleep on a chair in the back.
Long live the automatics!
***
Nastya, carefully stepping bare feet on the marble floor, went out into the center of a spherical hall filled with people. They all sat around the perimeter, as if in the Coliseum and were dressed, so the girl felt very uncomfortable. It was like
on mockery. It seemed to her that these people were laughing at her, discussing among themselves, except perhaps with their fingers ...
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Joyful build guitars
Furious construction team.
Like a prairie fire,
With the song the fires are burning.
And the construction crews go on,
A build guitar does not tolerate false
And our verbal maximalism,
Check the time, check the life.
From student songs.
Sergey, a third year student ...
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Furious construction team.
Like a prairie fire,
With the song the fires are burning.
And the construction crews go on,
A build guitar does not tolerate false
And our verbal maximalism,
Check the time, check the life.
From student songs.
Sergey, a third year student ...
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Dissolving her hair, taking off her clothes. She prepared herself for the love sacrament by smearing her body with aromatic oil. Without clothes, in shorts alone - ready for what should have happened this evening. The culprit of these preparations was not long in coming.
As soon as he saw her like this, he forgot about everything and nothing in this world could have prevented these two.
Approaching her, he began to stroke his hot, tender body with his hands, rising up and seizing the quivering chest. Women arched ...
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As soon as he saw her like this, he forgot about everything and nothing in this world could have prevented these two.
Approaching her, he began to stroke his hot, tender body with his hands, rising up and seizing the quivering chest. Women arched ...
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