Her Words Kill. Load My Revolver, Baby. Nobody Here Is Leaving Priscilla. Яе словы забойства. Нагрузка Мой рэвальвер, Baby. Ніхто тут не пакідае Присцилла.
... for you. War, despite the white flag. Oh my dear, I fear I have become a burden. She was waiting for you. Is it raining outside your window? It?s pouring here
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