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Unfortunately, I have to give a negative answer. Maybe sometime in the future.

no, this is it. the end. did I get the number wrong? it's impossible to get the number wrong. I could come up with fifty reasons if I tried. numbers ending in -905 appeared about ten years ago. by now, they've already been taken by people who aren't the same age as the caller. and the numbers for these phones have long been saved in the address books where they should have been. besides... 905. 6. 777. 066. no one has these numbers. I doubt anyone even has similar numbers. this number was a gift for my mom's birthday; they paid half the price of the phone for it back then. and I got the SIM card "by inheritance." people don't call my number by mistake. point two of the indictment. 915 - Mobile TeleSystems, Belgorod region. point three. this idiot's voice hasn't changed, and he's still listening to Love Radio. and the acoustics in the room haven't changed at all. point three.
in our city, "Eugene" isn't the most common male name. and his voice... it's not the most common either, is it?

why did he call?
why am I nervous?
why does she like this? someone, take away my responsibility to see all this.
close my eyelids. please.

p.s.
I don't know how I'm going to get through the next day.
and also - I'm really scared.

Where did this nonsensical copy-paste come from?

From... Google!

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I still can't figure out where my time goes. I practically don't watch anything, don't play anything, hardly listen to anything, don't write or read anything, but the time still disappears somewhere. Oh well. Today, I didn't sleep all night again, and then I woke up at half-past six, took a shower, and... went to the hospital. Since I was giving blood for tests, I couldn't eat anything. So, I went, having not slept a minute and not eaten anything, and started going to all the doctors, giving a bunch of tests, and so on. And the most interesting thing is that I managed to do everything. I was like... a human meteor, yes - that's the best description. When they were checking my vision, I cheated a little again, using my memory and logic. I don't know why, but I don't like it when they tell me that my vision has deteriorated. However, they still prescribed treatment, and I think I'll go and get treated. Oh yes, yes, I remembered that wonderful nurse (or whoever she is, it doesn't matter) in the ophthalmologist's office. She's just adorable. I could make a joke in a very typical style for this situation, saying that instead of scaring patients with the consequences of not getting treatment, they should simply hire such cute girls so that someone like me would come to get treated just to take a look. Yes, I could make that joke, but I won't, because in a month I won't be able to visit this clinic anymore. OH, MY BROKEN HEART. I could use a meal.

Occupy your time with something, like watching something, playing something, listening to something, writing something, reading something, or sleeping. Time will pass anyway, but at least there will be some benefit.

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Loken went for a walk.

Suddenly, Bruno runs out.

And 6. But these aren't as big as those. And a little bit evaporated over five days. So, let's say, 16 in total.

drunkard.

The wisp offended the person.

execute Vistrit

Well, it has begun!

No, I don't hold any grudges. I'm not a confrontational person, so I left before the rational point of the discussion was completely lost.

Did I miss something? oO