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"Honey, are you okay?" - Annamari asks with her superstitious, doe-eyed eyes, a little worried, as she continues to flip through the menu like a profe..
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Against joy and pain-I have known for a long time-I am stripped and defenseless! As a child, the teachers knelt on peas when the others whistled Moor ..
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How many times when I was a weed guy, I would have wished to sneak into the actor's locker rooms through the secret snail tunnels like an invisible ot..
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In this rare autumn leaf rain, the last burst of flame of the still bubbly, rust-marta summer seems to be gently straining at the memory filled with p..
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Doubt lurks behind Time in an infected, fear-sly school, the last hope behind a gray toothless tooth, because the syrupy reality pinged from the cards..
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A strikingly pretty young lady entered the elegant patisserie, where you could clearly see that she was tasting the riches of a barely eight-slice par..
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On the ladder of our years, it is just another insignificant, symbolic gesture, the unworthy web of our wrinkles. He paints voiceless, silent incision..
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I see kids going wild in the video game room under the Starlight Roof. First, it is only the latent, muted anger of aggression that totally knocks you..
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It's not the light that has gone out, it's just the world has changed, so weep calmly, cowardly-boldly, that you can no longer be who you used to be: ..
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I could barely breathe all day. It was as if some inner recognition of the fact that a fateful turn was about to take place in my rather pitiful, aver..
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