To hallucinations were possible, it is the existence of our body ... Witkacy. I would add that even might be useful to the Inception and iPhone handsets. A bottle of beer will strengthen or weaken, Hefeweissbier Dunkiel, in bronze with the power level of 5%, continuously inspire. Pipes are today in your pocket. Newsagent rabid change of vat, curses, he challenges the government and enumerates everyone who buys the morning newspapers and tickets for the subway, if it will have to make money from their own pockets. You know, I bought it last year, the boxes are printed with the price at which I sell them. It's just that vat is different and now otherwise cost. I wrote a higher price to customers making ventures that package is another. The scanner does not work, all I have to manually type in the money, you know how much it works ... so, what will be there? Oh, philosophers, newspaper and lottery ticket. Please, what a long this coupon? Well, you know, for a large coupon big deer, but no pictures please ... I have such a sense of humor, my mother told me that since birth ... Thank you, I invite you ...
white headphones, kapselki in my ears, I do not like to have anything in your ears, earrings are something else, not in my ears, nothing. Button, unlock, start ... piano ... note for note, quietly, as if someone was doing exercises, calmly, thoughtfully, listening to every sound until the very end, to zamierającego vibrating strings. The three red arrows ... inducting ... it is quiet ... still dream ... everything is mixed as the bartender cocktail shaker. Red, the levels of a stamp of infinity ... heartbeat, silence, distant echo, somewhere outside my head ... can the back like a shadow? or maybe somewhere over like a golden halo of the saint plate forgive country fair? Fishfinder soul looking to the curvature of space, to reverse the poles, lines, pages, color shades ... Szszszszzzzz shit! Train! Fast, turkoczący steel wheels on rails, like the strings tight. Steps ... steps a woman, fine, short, knocking szpilkowatymi heels ankle after a rainy street. Someone runs, rush, is in a black cloak, has placed a collar, I do not see his face, all is in darkness ... Rattle snake caudate ... Such street tiger python ... die poor, you probably have severe asthma. The rain continues to fall, and the left one coughs, may today fired one cigarette too many ... I have no idea, what do I care, his lungs ... Uuughrrrr ... wow! From the sky directly above me, a giant B-52, fortunately, the bomb has already emptied gaps. Probably made a dump and now returns to the base ... Szszszszzzzz ... and this is a suburban train? Guitar, this simple, acoustic, wooden stool in the middle of the scene illuminated punktowcem. People sit around waiting for the voltage and the first sounds of ... I'll play the best I can for her, for blue light in her eyes, the hair scattered by the wind, the shining arms, and sweet orange flavor to paragraph ... karminowych, full, shaking each time once the flutter of butterfly wings penetrated the depths of his soul to the chaos of the universe ...
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