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    My plain under the sun.
I fight night and day I get up early, go to bed late, I do not live. Nothing. I work and try to find dineros. I'm sure I will find my way out but you have to multiply yourself -
and when I'm sad of not having you or not having any money - I swap and get illusory benefits. Have you had made photos of all our assets ? Here I have increased ours a little more.
    Get up, the evening comes, I defend myself my swords hold by both my hands cover myself with ellipses aegis of mathematical curves whose statement would jostle the calculating machine.
I am in the center of a clearing full of corpse. I would come back to the south again in the morning to free the sleeping princess.
arman