Magnus
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a tragedy of global proportions
Association game.
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Fatal mistake
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Небо – мольбы не ждёт
Небо – угроз не слышит
Небо – ведёт особый счёт
Небо – тебя найдёт
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Bruce Almighty
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Who is this Bruce? :smile18:
Tomorrow holds no promises
Except the ones we've made
Except the ones we've made
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Bruce Willis, of course.
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Tough nuts.
Небо – мольбы не ждёт
Небо – угроз не слышит
Небо – ведёт особый счёт
Небо – тебя найдёт
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Wow, how vulgar.
Be strong. Believe
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Nah, everyone thinks and talks about what bothers them.
Небо – мольбы не ждёт
Небо – угроз не слышит
Небо – ведёт особый счёт
Небо – тебя найдёт
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Madness
Tomorrow holds no promises
Except the ones we've made
Except the ones we've made
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Yellow walls.
Наше оружие - неожиданность! Неожиданность и страх, страх и неожиданность - это два наших оружия! Плюс безжалостность - три наших оружия: страх, неожиданность и безжалостность! И ещё фанатичная преданность Папе - четвёртое! Наше оружие включает в себя... наше оружие включает в себя... страх, неожиданность... я сейчас!
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Public restroom
Небо – мольбы не ждёт
Небо – угроз не слышит
Небо – ведёт особый счёт
Небо – тебя найдёт
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In a public restroom, the walls are sweaty and cold,
partially covered with crumbling tiles.
The toilets are clogged with excrement, and people
step on them with their feet to avoid soiling their clean white behinds.
On the vomit-stained cement floor, slices of fried ham lie scattered,
being crushed by shoes and palms. The air is thick and white.
A group of people stands by the window, smoking,
blowing their noses, and laughing. On the windowsill, a young
mother swaddles her baby, who is covered in
brown spots. The window, smeared with green
paint, has solid, shiny bars. In the corner,
to the left of the toilets, another hanged man hangs from a rusty pipe.
He smells.
On the side, an inscription is written in brick.
partially covered with crumbling tiles.
The toilets are clogged with excrement, and people
step on them with their feet to avoid soiling their clean white behinds.
On the vomit-stained cement floor, slices of fried ham lie scattered,
being crushed by shoes and palms. The air is thick and white.
A group of people stands by the window, smoking,
blowing their noses, and laughing. On the windowsill, a young
mother swaddles her baby, who is covered in
brown spots. The window, smeared with green
paint, has solid, shiny bars. In the corner,
to the left of the toilets, another hanged man hangs from a rusty pipe.
He smells.
On the side, an inscription is written in brick.
Tomorrow holds no promises
Except the ones we've made
Except the ones we've made
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flying brick
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There's an inscription in brick-like font on the side.
За всем следят машины благодати и любви.