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Will gossip – raised voice he said, and reached out again to the machine.
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- Oh!
Today, you have worked too long. Goodnight – smiling, bye guard and made a mark in the journal.
Reclining, Svetlana sat in the back seat of the car, but the mind never moved into it.
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