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You grew up carefree and goofy puppy. Wanted to durgavati, play... Truth around constantly something exploded, went prokopenya people and played with you often. And was constantly hungry.
You found one of the few surviving houses and joined the local. They were periodically brought food, they still tried to cling to the remains of his familiar world.
And then in the courtyard beginning of something loudly to explode. People were sitting in the basement, and then gradually disappeared. First went uncle Kolya. Then, in a terrible rush, throwing everything went and aunt Luda.
And you forgot... a few More days you coped. But there was no one, no one brought food, no you did not communicate. You weakened...
And then you got in a pile of blankets, curled into a ball...
And quietly died.
So I found today when he brought our sponsored meal.
[B]'t know why it's all posted, horkos)
[B]Yuri Biryukov@
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