not flying, not flowing allegation proved to be very specific - not flying, not flowing, it means treading heavily on the earth, your every last written text. I looked at the wooden cell standing right next to the old apple trees. Dechy rotten hinges brown with rust, dark, cold, and the beams supporting the ceiling poprzyczepiane km gray, spider-like strands. Among the cardboard boxes and cartons I found this one the only one with red lettering "not open". Tugged again, harder the second, until the fibers of the paper, revealing it slammed what it used to be hidden from prying eyes of neighbors. Memoirs of Mary's uncle Stanislava Lechovskiego, coat Pilawa ...
... I hasten to report to you, my friend, the Earl arrived today, late in the evening to the property. Service was somewhat surprised, as my uncle and aunt. They went on the snow and frost, prevailing in the area for more than three weeks, they got tired enough to go niekontenci from everything and everyone. Count, tired of the journey, he drank two bottles of red wine, bathed in the well water and slept half naked on szezlągu. I overheard when sober yet talked with his uncle, that linger in the area at least until the end of this month. I do not know what to think now all things. However, I have a concept in mind. Spis briefly and concisely, zalakuję, hide in the covers of books and I will send to you, my friend, boy stajennym. Do not worry, frosts prevail, everyone will think that guy on the loan after the oats for the horses has arrived ...
... rural girls have always had to take in court. Grew, the firm breasts and hard in the hips, dressed in simple shirts and full skirts, fragrant hard work in the field, with the hair in thick braids zaplecionym. Unlike the lady from the property. Dry as firewood in a forest with a mediocre body, the protruding bones opiętym, always suffering from the globe, wind, rain and even sunshine. Dressed in ruffled skirts, corsets, stockings, laced shoes, ribbons and hats to protect more from life than the climate of rural backyard. It is no wonder that he preferred to spend their evenings count in the villages, pubs and dances, rather than a tea party, with the volume of poetry in his face, issued for the buck by a dying poet. He played and drank until dawn, and even liked dziewkom look boldly into skirts. Of course, nobody spoke about it, though the whole neighborhood murmured that the ambiguous child playing in the manure or ganiające durnowate chickens in the yard should wear his precious name. Who could expect, therefore, that this winter, things will turn out quite differently. Jagna was known that the dandy, Earl, and Earl himself looked into it at night, and the fact that she liked to have opened a window for its, strengths, assets and peasants from nearby villages. Not otherwise have it sooner or later so I end up - visiting doctor from the city. Respected, especially by men of noble birth, with the economy, not to say even in the utterance ubogość opinions, comments and konkludowaniu causes leading to the disease. The meeting lasted two men at the bedroom door closed, more than three hours. The doctor went out twice, once asking for a jug of hot water and a second time when asked for two bottles of spirits. Driving away a big, made of dark glass jar, in which the ointment was that stinking smell that even the Earl himself was not able to keep her at home ...
... why all that gives us joy and everything, so you assign the charm of beauty, all that is clothed in the garments of the ideal, end up something dirty, stupid, miserable, or smelly. Why is the hallmark of the absolute instability, and the grandeur and triumph is not the endgame? Love is dying of boredom, humiliation, or jealousy. Goodness in the spectacular filantropiach. The book, composed of waste paper. Poetry in the oceans belfrów school. Racehorses in jatkach butchers. Democracy in the crowd, and freedom in the zoo. Fame of megalomania, the knowledge in the pride gem in the trash ...
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