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Today I have received at least ten calls. I say "I have received I do not believe that martyrdom is over. If I do the accounts on paper, placing clearly and fearlessly now have four-digit year, will conclude in a lifetime, for three years and some months is an amount of such magnitude that no person shall be denied the constitutional right nombrársele life. It is that time is the time, and without it there would be no life. Thus, under this argument, I can write that I've spent a lifetime trying to learn the language so conceited. Someday, I'll end by addressing someone other than the dog with that "i will jow."
do not think a shower, much less go to bed without first receiving the call, which will be the last for my request, as will be I who put an end. A language, you believe, or at least thought to the ten years when I turned that age, which was more than enough, I guess. I do not even believe it because my parents never or my teachers, much less TV, commented that there were other lands in other languages. But now, my God, linguists can not imagine the work that will have your colleagues in the next two thousand years to the Holocaust. It's horrible, really horrible (I am not referring to the Holocaust, that have happened as a storm passes, but languages \u200b\u200bare like cockroaches). And now the world that we intend to third world uneducated employees spend our resources in trying be something as rare as rigged Pharisees, consumer alienation, fantasy multilingual, that, gentlemen, is an outrage. Yesterday I went to bed very late
not always on TV movies in that language is a visual aid for the deaf, the poor who barely understand the language, and for the idiots who try to learn to sleep laughing so obvious charade, as if Sleep did not have the cunning of death. And even if they are already several nights I've had this disease, I refuse to rest today without first failed to respond to that call. It's enough to stop ringing introduction four, five or six times the phone, but someone told me, this very day that this species is not tired, who are like Don Quixote, who do not understand reasons and never give-or fed-up.
A language sometimes is not enough to communicate, but two things would be worse. To me, the head, it occurs to me agonizing suffering anxiety, and that those chihuahua birthing pains as a spot of blue whales are nothing more than guilt and blame and more blame invaders language in most cases brutalize, but here is a toy only verbal lacking personality. I say no more, and almost by disconnecting the cable from the wall crushed the device, but some old shoes pendulum wire telephone line brought back memories of when I I spent much of the afternoon watching the rain from my window on the second floor, and once after rain drops was playing an instrument between the cables, my window and the floor cracked. On those afternoons, only on those afternoons, I did not, that is, I never thought about the phone as a phone, this device houses like mine existed only in the room and locked, was not part of my life, or at less of what does not intend to accept it as such. My mother just remember her with his legs crossed and her skirt gently folded under the crotch, and the handset between your shoulder and whispering her hair while she, my mother, groomed nails over and over again and one, as row of drops dripping slow cable, over and over again, repeating the same points as if instead of words were formed drops which stretched the soul of the instrument. My mother, now, the wireless will not remember those times that I think are not so far, if we refer to chronological time, while I, hopefully the last call. And I swear that as a joke answer in that language, and will make the best of my letters, and will only be to give the pinnacle of the introduction, a huge joke and accurate, but the pronunciation does not fail me, the point that in many cases made me look bad, embarrassed and even jaw pain. I have not stopped to rest at all, or clothing, that at this late hour to have a stench if considered a blank, but that is not the first nor the last nor the only, because life is invaded by an unruly legion of liars hairy buts wrinkled and not leak any sentence. But the question is huffing believing threatening tornado outbreak. In the land of volcanoes that means nothing, and reassured me, it still does not get the call and even see the phone as if it were also anxious, wanting to ring. Here the language is required not only for academic, in most cases the position required. And is that being influenced by the false Rome (the Rome of our times) could not expect anything other than the largest negative signs. But "to Rome for everything," and I've thought quite well, although it might seem a short time I have left. And may the last call, no matter, the answer in that language with the best of my letters, so I would not locate in the early levels as if it were still a kid. Yes sir
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