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Do not hurry to enjoy. Pomocy themselves feeling. Perhaps it would be most pleasant. In anticipation no disappointments, so enjoy it in full.

You go. I see it clearly.
The city sleeps, not knowing the troubles...
Look, a star in the darkness went out:
Maybe with it will disappear, are you?

- Have your say, and generous and noble warrior Hulk! You saved the Avengers, and the world helped save. You I life willing to trust. And will you stay?
- Yes, but only together with the Cupid.
- Do you want a spanking, jade?! Here and now? Well, come on!
- Sounds like fun...

I know I have - before the inevitable,
Before something bitter and terrible.

You ever Wake up with a sense of doom and smoldering joy at the same time? Like something that's going to happen, something important, and you don't want it. Seems to be some kind of change is needed in life, but only to change something scary. It used to be? So got up in the morning with this thought.

Today is a bad day to die.
It wasn't such a good day to die.

Today is a good day to die.
Today is a good day to die.

Oh, Oleg, and fulfilled my most rotten feeling...

Do not understand, but I guess we can expect something epic.

Strange, but I have a funny feeling that now the fun begins...

The feeling is superstition and nonsense. Faith! This is what man alive!

The world of gossip from the life of billions of threads associated with each other. What we call feeling is just the movement of the web. If you could affect the jitter of each thread, the future would be predictable. Inevitable. Like math.

After the death of Ajax I can't get rid of some vague anxiety. Roark is still alive, and he's looking for us. We were able to track him down in Mexico, but I was haunted by the feeling that something is wrong. He needs the O. S. C. E. and again they send the command.
I think again about the Hash and Logan. Think about what put them against the lunatic, and that only they can stop him. Worry that they will again have to pay for my sins.

maybe we have descended from the heavens
or was born more than once
what a bitter memory - the memory of that
about what will happen then