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Luther Blissett

  • Liza Vasilievahas quoted6 months ago
    We knew from the first moment. One day we would wake up somewhere else, far apart, for no necessary reason, following the twisted path of our lives. Ursula was a season, a fifth season of the soul, half autumn, half spring.
  • Liza Vasilievahas quoted6 months ago
    He fills my glass to the brim
  • Liza Vasilievahas quoted6 months ago
    She sighs serenely
  • Liza Vasilievahas quoted6 months ago
    lucre, the accursed lucre of the Dutch traders

    нажива, проклятая нажива голландских торговцев

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