We had a little girl playing in the room next to my grandfather. The guy, whispering in the palms of imaginary babies, chanted the whirlwinds to them, and then she was called from another room. She approached the deaf grandfather, who was watching television, and asked the little ones to hold, she put him from the pen in her palm. And the grandfather understood that she gave him to eat, and, pleased, from the palms of this: "Om-nom, thank you, granddaughter, very delicious!" The revival was for three quarters, a few days the maiden struck his grandfather, then forgave him.
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