
Although the earthquake has shaken the hearts and things, everything was back as if nothing had happened. Whoever did it does not, who did make it even more.
"We must tighten the belt, start with the hardships, then what will be," he said, the handsome guy with the church's feet and the moncler to protect it from wind. Me with my bag and commonplace Carpisa sneakers follow the advice. All the more so I can not win, the less opportunities as I now do not. They are eight inches from the bottom. You have to see if they touch you with grace, like a sheet of paper knocked out a window, or I'll let it go like a stone in weight over a precipice.
I love those who do not know how to live even if they are those who fall because they are the ones that cross. I love the big
disdainful, why are the great adorers are arrows of longing to the other side.
Thus Spake Zarathustra
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