litter is so flat even without having it is not even fall into this September, and perhaps the sea is calling me on the edge between this and Africa.
are lies that I'm standing at every step of every country and every people, every intersection on the road.
no longer fear or shyness, and only race against death, run to embrace it, even if you are unprepared.
No thanks I do not look for a reputation, the contempt.
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