to this:

I go to work in the subway, I press to my heart with both hands onions of strawberries with strawberries, reluctantly mint. My aunt pushes me, I almost fall, she is so wicked:
Must hold on! What are you having such gold luck?
I turn to the aggressor, make sorrowful eyes and gently say:
This is Kesha... He goes to the Animal Cemetery...

How she shrugged! =) is
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It would be even cooler if fresh blood flowed out of the basket "Cash". Visit would be...