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Jun 2020
Now I don’t dare go too far - the ghost shadows of the night have grown, and after dark, dating is also a hard breadwinner! From my well-trodden labyrinth of rooms, who even wants to thrive in a barren space with a relentless atmosphere? Eggs are yellow, butter, and the cheaper bun of water is still there and full! Unified tools of options! "You will be a complete, destructible beggar!" -

roaring old-fashioned executioners shouting with dog barking! Even in the last few days, the only difficulty is who first were to dare to be, or you may not feel the burden of your individual responsibility! Man - stumbling with poor blunders - or ashes or naturally dusting - is increasingly dependent on money! Provided that the title of Moral Admissibility has been omitted from your will! So our existence shrinks us a lot

unbearable irresponsibility and lightness: that only Man alone can choose to leave vulture-headed to choose and reckon with foreseeable consequences! Our slow walk out of life - we are afraid - that we have started a long time ago:

Our innate love-selfishness at the moment of our birth gave us an eager urge to do so, threatening us: If you are not fed fertile breast milk, caring expectant mothers will leave you orphaned! - With a testimonial, unjust, and yet learnable lesson of willpower, Life:

It guides us by pushing it back and forth like a Rubik's Cube; the shackling spiral network of payments, bills, utility debts: Finally, the sure point is that it is possible to preserve existence by passing on values ​​- but Money rarely carries interest, it is difficult to implement
Norbert Tasev
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Norbert Tasev  36/M/Hungary
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