GREEK girl

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People who is a Harry Mennersw:
1. Aleksa Roberts
2. Hatmaker
3.Store stands for 24D, 24E, 24F, 24G, 24H
4. Nata
The man who burned the duck's back.  Your transfer.  Not running.  Discard.  Laundar.  Judas.  Snake.  It is good that I had taken up the teaser because Nata is not with me for the rest of the day, so I have a lot of free time to think about my offenses.  Moving.  I really enjoy this name.  Sounds like a little boy's dancing.  The worse thing is that when I was finally killed in the net to get out of his dirty, narrow corner where I was, I was found by a security guard and pulled into my office, where there were more people who had been in trouble.  .  Looks like I or my lawmakers are now showing 3000 booths to the owners of the Fashion Show Booths. It happens when the tables on which the ink nails are placed are placed on the tables covered with the dress, and they are placed at the tables, which are full of hats, they are next to the tables on which there are burning wax candles next to each other, and at each of them  these tables have been labeled "SAPLESI PERC!" and insurance does not cover losses.  I am not from those who want to swim without need.  I really think of myself as being a positive and affirming personality, who is also fully aware of the dark sides of the mystery and the tragedy.  However, for me, this day is a disaster. 

The rest of Thursday could be described as follows:
•Nata hate me.
•I don't go there. 
•I'm forced to sedet the car next to Tobij for a two-and-a-half hour long trip. 
•He explains to me that the water looks blue rather than reflecting the sky, but because the water molecule structure itself reflects the blue color, so our visual pay teacher is not right and should be aware of the state authorities. 
•I parwelku sweaters on my head I'm staying under my jayper for another hour.

The camera goes to school, I am drunk by the breath of my exhaled charcoal, that my ability to apologize for the event has been very novajinata.  Before I can properly concentrate my eyes, Nata has already run out of the bus and has disappeared, and I am forced to go alone and dodorant Un - if you think about it - I can't understand what  took place.  In the eighteenth hour of Pedara I have changed all the facts of my head-marble marble balls, but still I have not found any explanation for anything that has happened today.  If I alone have lost my life in the world where everything is upside down, where trees grow with roots in the air, people say sentences from the end, we walked up to the sky, the earth is above the head, and the flowers grow from top to bottom  .  And it seems incredible.  I have even developed an equation for this situation.  

M=(1/S/GxBI+SDF) P+E+X

M=Model, S =Weight, G =Length, BI = good Look, SDF =Beautiful Nose Form, P=Self-Recognized, E=Elegance and X=Unclear Style.  Each of the elements (except, of course, weight and length, measurable metric units) is awarded an objective score on the scale up to ten, and the higher the score, the higher your chances of becoming with my calculations Nata gets 92 . I am getting 27,2 moreover I have been very much against my nose.  However, I have decided not to think about it anymore.  There was definitely a mistake here, and right now someone pushes Vilbêt over his head and pulls a nice shirt with his sleeves behind his back.  And - for your knowledge - about Niku I also do not think.  I have not imagined her not once - not for her lion's curls, for her green lime, nor for her one bow that has been poured into the air as a drop tail.  The truth I have just remembered.  But I meet all the time with a terrific look at the armed guys.  It is not even possible to hide under the table so that one of them does not dwell.  However, there is no reason to think that this particular mushroom could stay in my memory or make me a vulture to dance butterflies.  And I would never stop at the Infinity Models stand six or seven times a day, if it were there.  He wasn't there.  Unfortunately, I have nothing else to think about.  I have then felt that my head would have fallen from a high wall and I would wait for all the royal soldiers to find it and put me back on the neck.  There is only one thing left for me to think about, and it is never a trustworthy thought to dwell on.  Can you guess?  Brrr!  Now I have to mix the houses and let the old ones go.

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