There were no applauds. Not even a happy shout broke the silence of a woolly grey morning. No flowers, no cookies, no friendly punches, no loving hugs. All together, they counted down on Skype and as an only man he pressed a button. After that they left the stage - three quiet samurai - each own way again: one to hitchhike colleagues to get a lift
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ждем тебя у нас, в Нью-Йорке. Будут тебе и cookies, и flowers.
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I, tak kak u nego s raspisaniem bolee strogo, to vygulivat' dnem budu tebia ya. =) Tak chto vse ravno on ne usledit za obmenom informacii. xe-xe.
Kstati, moi email: yantarik@yahoo.com.
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