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Under my balcony a aunt walks in a giant hollow chicken shirt and shirt. The Russian beauty, Karl.
I remind you, Sevastopol City, August, on board +32. I understand that it was cold after yesterday’s storm, but not so much.
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Quiet, only quiet, this is not an open-door day at Huthor, but just a promotion of some approaching fur fair. (Hutor Petnicki - our city psychiatric hospital)