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Eli had no reason to hang around while the band shaved their skulls & went full-tilt Nihilism, singing about nothing at all. Normally immune to Strychnine, Jane was spontaneously bleeding from the face; seeing his opportunity, Ivan pulled her onto the stage. Thereupon the crowd erupted in furious moshing; The Band revisited DEAD POWER, played Brutal Church & songs from the ***** Tour, encore after encore while Jane was brought to the Hosp. Knowing Eli Simple was a known collaborator with the riotous band, the Russian Police, informed that Eli had flown to Montenegro, the police tried to extort a bribe from the feckless poet-musicians; It was Ivan who suggested a Benefit Concert for the police. Of course, everyone agreed. Instead of shutting the band down they were plugged into the City's power grid & blacked out Eurasia ... The morning sun returning sleepily to the gilded old city, no arrests had been reported the entire night; all brawls broken out in the spirit of jocular fun, black eyes & bruises notwithstanding. Jane was the talk of the town: "Like an American Horror Movie!" they said. Chuckie's stick figure had been fitted into a red bikini & she sat smiling, tanked up on coffee in the day room. Eli handed her his glass of whisky & lita cigarette. The head housekeeper also greeted the man of the house with a hearty smile; "Oh, MIster Simple, I am so happy you brought home Miss Arzhaiana. My gransparants are Chukchi." The newlyweds took turns drinking from the glass. Chuckie was already thirsty & Eli inevitably bored. The News was filled with multiple contradictory reports of the St. Petersburg Policeman's Benevolence Society Fundraiser, which raised no money but the city's overall morale was greatly improved. Every citizen had an unflinching grin on their face, as if overnight they'd been purged of the vilest demons of their country's centuries of violent repression & persecution.
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Nov 20, 2018
Nov 20, 2018 at 10:02 PM UTC
UK - The Cops Made Us Do It
Eli had no reason to hang around while the band shaved their skulls & went full-tilt Nihilism, singing about nothing at all. Normally immune to Strychnine, Jane was spontaneously bleeding from the face; seeing his opportunity, Ivan pulled her onto the stage. Thereupon the crowd erupted in furious moshing; The Band revisited DEAD POWER, played Brutal Church & songs from the ***** Tour, encore after encore while Jane was brought to the Hosp. Knowing Eli Simple was a known collaborator with the riotous band, the Russian Police, informed that Eli had flown to Montenegro, the police tried to extort a bribe from the feckless poet-musicians; It was Ivan who suggested a Benefit Concert for the police. Of course, everyone agreed. Instead of shutting the band down they were plugged into the City's power grid & blacked out Eurasia ... The morning sun returning sleepily to the gilded old city, no arrests had been reported the entire night; all brawls broken out in the spirit of jocular fun, black eyes & bruises notwithstanding. Jane was the talk of the town: "Like an American Horror Movie!" they said. Chuckie's stick figure had been fitted into a red bikini & she sat smiling, tanked up on coffee in the day room. Eli handed her his glass of whisky & lita cigarette. The head housekeeper also greeted the man of the house with a hearty smile; "Oh, MIster Simple, I am so happy you brought home Miss Arzhaiana. My gransparants are Chukchi." The newlyweds took turns drinking from the glass. Chuckie was already thirsty & Eli inevitably bored. The News was filled with multiple contradictory reports of the St. Petersburg Policeman's Benevolence Society Fundraiser, which raised no money but the city's overall morale was greatly improved. Every citizen had an unflinching grin on their face, as if overnight they'd been purged of the vilest demons of their country's centuries of violent repression & persecution.
The Chukchi, or Chukchee (Russian: Чукчи, sg. Чукча), are an indigenous people inhabiting the Chukchi Peninsula and the shores of the Chukchi Sea and the Bering Sea region of the Arctic Ocean within the Russian Federation. They speak the Chukchi language. The Chukchi originated from the people living around the Okhotsk Sea. According to most recent genomic research ("Who we are and how we got here. Ancient DNA and the New Science of the human past", by David ***** Pantheon books, New York, 2018), Chukchi people are the closest cousins of the First Americans in Asia.
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Nov 20, 2018
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