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It was a gray and dreary day, from the very morning rain was pouring in an endless stream, brought by clouds from there, from the free world. A stalker nicknamed Vitek Kite was returning to Rostock, behind his shoulders a bag with a swag was heavy.
Witek for myself has already decided that he will pass ...
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Witek for myself has already decided that he will pass ...
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