| accuntybula | Date: Joi, 30 Mai 2013, 03:06 | Message # 1 |
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| I've been with one other person in that time, and it was a disaster.I work, and I fear, and sometimes I do awful things.I have drinks with my sister for an hour or two most evenings and come home.I can't talk to her about what I do.She stays out, gambles, goes for rides in the country, has affairs.And now I'm going to die anyway.I've made a mistake somewhere — probably to do with those two on the island.I won't stop you.No, I can't do that.But I don't have to pull you down with me.
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Can't that be enough?You gave me at least a day more than I would have had.
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And not a bad one.She didn't say anything, but then he felt a tender kiss, just at the edge of his lips.He thought about the assassin he had just slaughtered, and realized he felt nothing.He kissed her, and outside the night birds sang as if everything were normal, quiet, and in its place.SIX «Halt here,» Captain Falcus shouted.
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