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#95
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There aren't many votes, that's a bit strange.
P.S. It's all because of the different options! I taught some of them completely differently.

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#96
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I really don't want to let Leslie go... and that's why Arandor is so cute.

За всем следят машины благодати и любви.
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#98
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you know, Cash... you're absolutely right, I agree with you).

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#103
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you've got some kind of nonsense, not a historical RPG)

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by the way, if I'm not mistaken, there are two more similar topics... one is about space adventures, and the other one, I don't know, seems like some kind of nonsense.

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#104
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- mumbled incoherently Krabe, and Cash calmly went to sleep. And I wish the same for you.
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#105
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But then, a mysterious stranger with short hair appeared from around the corner, although, no, maybe it was a girl after all... he didn't know why he decided that, he was just looking at this silhouette in the shadows, feeling that she was smiling...
- Would you like a pastry? - the phrase broke the silence.

За всем следят машины благодати и любви.
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#106
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The voice turned out to be female and pleasant, so he replied: "Lan, let's go to my place right away."
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#107
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A loud slap echoed.
-You scoundrel!
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#108
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The scoundrel remained lying on the asphalt, while the couple, embracing, continued on their way.
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#109
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straight to the palace of the handsome stranger, but they were ambushed on the road...
Tomorrow holds no promises
Except the ones we've made