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They left enough meat to people in the Fort James enough for the next delivery. When I asked Declan why he did it, he replied, "Because everyone wants to eat".

The altar is the place where the priest in ancient times produced the guts of the Holy sacrifice, to honor their deity, and was preparing her meat for the participants of the ceremony. Now this word is rarely used, except when determined by the place from which the fool and the fool to give up the freedom and peace of mind.

- Hmm, Kate, Teddy me of something recalled. Did I mention that I can do mind control saliva?
- All right. I can control the mind many parts of the body.
- It's true.
- Stop talking about drooling! At least until I don't get Breakfast! This ship can fly faster?! Breakfast! Give me Breakfast! Norse God of mischief requires meat for Breakfast!

- Hey, miss America! You were late, so I ordered food.
He saved worlds, Loki. You know how it is Though.. no. You don't know.
Actually know! I hope you like Korean BBQ, as I ordered a slaughterhouse.
I'm only here because of his love for Korean BBQ. Can talk to until cooked through meat.

... called Irina Sergeevna and invited guests. I bought a dry wine in packages, lots of fruit. To cook I don't like. Learned something the circumstances forced. Cost small. Do not eat meat, some fish, vegetables, fruit. When accustom themselves to a small amount of food, the body quickly becomes saturated. At times, the Breakfast is enough hard-boiled eggs and strong tea with breads.
Irina guest welcome. I call it psihologiey. That is not just an impersonal professional and a woman. Or female therapist. It would be more correct. Because there is still a woman. In the full sense of the word.
Long - forgotten morning when you Wake up not alone. Pleasantly weary. In the stream of bachelor of idleness physical intimacy is akin to a little adventure. At the age of fifty you can be inside and outside of psychophysical enjoyment. Lost the rapidity and automaticity, there is a spicy reasonable. And humor. And irony. And enjoying long outdoor experiences. The body has its own memory.
- You can relax and nothing to think? - asked Irina after a morning promenade in bed. - Close your eyes, relax, put your hand on the solar plexus. Don't think about anything.
- Relax, - I smile. - Put your hand on the solar plexus. Think about what thinking about nothing.
- You can not do anything not to think?
I do not know. I don't think about anything in the moment of physical ecstasy. Thinks my body is. Brains do not think. Now I'm relaxed, but not can't think. Sink into oblivion, but I understand that I am sinking. If you erase the "I", something happens. And why is that? What kind of Zen Buddhist thing?
- Don't be afraid. You're not a Guinea pig. I want to reach out to your stubbornness. After all, you're a little despise modern psychologists?
What do you mean? I won't despise. First, the donation is disgusting in itself. And secondly, am I really blind? I think I sometimes don't see ourselves as if from the outside? Just the tail yet. Horns and hoofs strikes.
......
- Understand how people have problems? You know? - gently and persistently formulates questions psychologist, fingering them gently as the cat kneaded shawl. At the same claws to open legs wide open. - If you could only imagine the healing power of training. If I could. Where are the problems? You never thought that? Where a person has problems? In individual. From social unity. A group of people. Where?
- Where? - I smile, looking at her naked body. - All the problems here. Isn't it? From sunshiiine...... - My hand opens, fingers caterpillar gently shuffling from her solar plexus down korogaru. - Women are born boys become men, politicians, rulers, dictators, tyrants, nasty men. They are nothing but trouble. So to blame women who gave birth to these men....
(Psychologist and a psychopath)

If you have active now, the idea of "FOOD" (whether you realize it or not), faster than normal then you will recognize the word "MEAT", even if it will whisper or show a blurry inscription. And, of course, you have to install not only meat, but many other ideas associated with food (for example, "fork", "hungry", "fat", "diet" and "biscuits").

- Would you like steak?
- No, I have two years vegan.
But you like meat!?
- People change. And you'll take a cheese souffle?
- No.
But you like cheese.
- Cholesterol changes.

Pop the gray and old. Eyes red from crying.
One concern is to light the lamps.
Wife in a coffin. And the daughter of the fence.
Last one - skinny, mangy dog.
Now the priest is not much:
Crust of bread, a pack of cigarettes.
But the greedy dog. With him completely out of control.
Sly, cunning. And he took the meat.
No, you cannot. In the eyes of the weary flame.
Pop, limping, dragged into the barn.
Takes the axe. And grind stone,
Dog says the last time to say goodbye.

- Nick we are not eating meat of dead animals.
I didn't know. Well, next time when you come, I'll you stuff the pepper with rice and carrots. Maybe this duck, and she did not want to live and toiled from unrequited love.

Growing trend of giving the status of resources and new types of goods. There is a hidden competition between the fragments of the post-socialist world order for the formation of its own resource base. While resources become even grain, meat and products of local industry. Their export beyond the borders of some regions is strictly regulated now. Fragments of a state are differentiated and that differentiation serves the cause of socialist construction. The government gradually introduces the boundaries, narrowing the area of free circulation of goods and money. The recent restoration of border zones and the prohibition for senior officials to hold dual citizenship are examples.

It sold nineteen million copies "of a Dying Earth-2".
- Well, - summed up the Tirena. Audience formed.
- But the first "Dying Earth" sold trimillennium edition!
- "The way of the pilgrim", - she said. - "Mein Kampf". It happens once in a century. And even less often.
- But three billion...
'Listen,' said tyrena. - In the twentieth century on Old Earth was a network of snack bars. In them the meat of dead cows fried in rendered fat, adding a little bit of carcinogens, then wrapped in plastic synthesized from petroleum, and sold nine hundred billion servings a year. And the people ate. So.

- Well... all chops in Tajik preparing forty minutes
- Misha, you're crazy! Well?
- And not for the appetite, eh?
- Hey, come tell me: Yuri, let's have a drink!
- Yuri, well, can still drink, huh?
- You're dead persuaded!

Stop eating meat (patties),
It is better to eat meat than to drink blood.

During the assault, one fighter - meat, two - meat threat, three to five - assault group. Six - two assault groups or a crowd of stupid meat. It is defending alone can be effective... bomber.