Граф Орлов
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Stavros pulls the coins out of his pockets, walks up to the tavern keeper, and shoves them in his face.
“Well, how about it? See? See, we have these damn pieces of paper. Bring me some beer, and I don’t want to hear any more insults from you, or I’ll make you eat these coins!”
E si sui vius, er mi grans benananza,
e si ieu muoir, er mi grans deliuriers
e si ieu muoir, er mi grans deliuriers