Catherine Ivanova. (№ 271249)

Those who threw out their garbage, vanished from my life. Not themselves, of course. Acceleration I gave them. Not without it.
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Just clearly understand that there is no chance.
You know, like with the Gypsies, who crowd you go, and you feel on the inside so that they gave way, tripping over your eyes.
There are still those who makes timid attempts to live at my expense, but immediately get hit in the head with a resounding flick.