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He put his hand in the bag, felt the gingerbread touch to the skin, among the door to the bathroom and opposite wall found a couple of incentives to wake up early in the morning to see from the balcony who is actually a watchman in the museum of wet black dots and to whom these two thousand down blankets are intended.

Someone interrupted my radiation with the words “no need to be afraid of”, my reaction to this was the communication with Lao Zi in the radio. Another step approached the identification with the unconditional Tao and now I look forward to the next iteration.

And now I am running on a huge plate in search of more and more refined pleasures, fixing every stop in the bodybuildings to feel peace and catch sounds from above. Again I play with the monitor in peepers.