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Fly, as usual, sat in the corner of a tavern with a dark-haired girl on her lap. Sometimes he passionately kissed her neck. To which she fervently laughed, pulling the colorful lace dress. The musicians faked their notes, however, they didn’t particularly complain about it. Drunken public is not particularly demanding. In the port, good girls are snapped up, because there are not many of them, but a few doubloons from the top always helped out. So the days stumbled, the loot was burned through. However, this is not surprising. And what ...
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I would like to share real life experiences. Events will cover different periods of time, but I will try to collect them into one little story. Fragments of memories can not be polished. Some pieces are caustic and unpleasant. And some warm and always want to remember. Names and place names will not be called, so it should be calmer, in any case, to me.
It was a few years ago, I can’t say for sure, quite a while. I went camping with classmates, with an overnight stay. The end...
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It was a few years ago, I can’t say for sure, quite a while. I went camping with classmates, with an overnight stay. The end...
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