City. sleeping city, a city extinct. only the moon and the dim light of lamps attached to certain combinations of nature and reality noosphere forming this metropolis. residents slept so hard that I was starting to confuse himself in thin, barely ulovimyh crossings between come true and did not come true. and, for that matter, what difference - let it sleep. then, even more so, my fantasies have the right expressed their strange mordashki. We are sleeping on the city and no one and never violate our privacy. Your presence, the smell of hair and body finally bring me crazy. buttons for buttons. detail for detail. Your clothing disappears in the bag, sit on my shoulder. even a shoe upokaivayutsya there.
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