Sacred Haven of Debauchery
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What shall we name the establishment?
They will finally feel the flames
Flames that run down through my veins
I will make this city burn
We're not planning to return
... ... djygurda
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Yes.
Imaris, the rhyme-weaver.
Too lazy to open the previous page (it takes too long, the internet is slow), and I don't remember writing anything in rhyme.
By the way, I might come visit you this summer.
Is it cold in Yekaterinburg too?
They will finally feel the flames
Flames that run down through my veins
I will make this city burn
We're not planning to return
И пока в кармане пачка милкиуэйев - значит все не так уж плохо на сегодняшний день
They will finally feel the flames
Flames that run down through my veins
I will make this city burn
We're not planning to return