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Tim with little Fucking home, dark courtyards. Turned about the seas and about Miami. Turned about the nine and about the new Java. On the street stood summer with mosquitoes. They said, and then silent. Then they talked again about what at the beginning. That it would be nice to set off from here. Is it sad or fun? It? It is sad. Suddenly, a company fell around the corner. The faces of which the guys did not observe before. E shine? Do you have to call? Where will you come from, why don't you smoke at all? You don't be rude to me! Do not twitch the long! What are such greyhounds, who is on the signatures for you? While the TERC was walking, Small rushed at full speed. Six people ran after him. Timothy remained standing with the rest. All that you have - we will find so much. The cormorants poured blond words. But Timothy stood and thought about the rear. Because of the garages, the chase showed. They didn’t catch up with a small one, or they left small. And suddenly the cry crashed into concrete. What are you waiting, long fuck*w, python !!! Tima immediately understood who was long here and who is Python. A blow to the face with a fist, everything turned white with milk. Called by a python, well, you have to be for mud*com. Tim was trampled, someone pulled the phone. Someone pulled a purse, documents and grandmas. Torn from Armani slippers. Flutterly celebrated, as in the north of the snowstorms, spruce trees. X*whether? 15 bodies stomp on one body. When Tim came to his senses, it was already light. Nearby was a small one, and the guys from the area. X*Le is there to say when Kharya, like a football? Tim was taken home, today is not up to the shock! Tima eats soup through a tube, pisses blood. He walks with a wand for a walk. He looks vigilantly at the area vigilantly from his balcony. - Where to find Python. The plan of the house is trained, as in the General Staff. They drive about retaliation and its scale! The Caratist and his brother pulled up. These brothers are enough to remove them! A crowd gathered, 40 people. 80 harsh sneakers. In one of the courtyards, the kids sat, and Timokha, immediately moved to Taran. Through the gaps on a swollen face, he looks at the sight. Timyns patients keep this company in the ring. - Zdarov, Python! Timofey rattled loudly, but no one responded to this strange nickname. Then it was dark, and Tima did not remember Face Python. He remembered that Python's growth was not lower than Libron. - Hey, long! - I? - Yes, you! - Well? - Do you know Python? - Python? We don’t have one. - Okay, what did you do at night, the 22nd? - 22nd? Yes. I slept at home. - Are you answering? - I answer, Stopudovo! - Were you at home? - Yes, I was at home! The long begins to push Timon. - What's wrong? What for the presentors for some python? I do not know such. We are for such "out of them." And suddenly, Lada 9 calls into the yard. The headlights crashed into the darkness, the doors open under the sound of some acidic Beni and the “deer” falls out - and the “deer” - knees are bent; And they sailed to the crowd, hiding the pupils under the glass. Tima looks, Libron *blinked, sweat on his forehead. Strange, because the street is not at all stuffy. And one of the "deer" asks Libron: - Zdarov, Python! What are you here for a mess here? - Python! What are you here for a mess? - Hey, bro! - Python! What are you here for a mess? - Hey, Alyo mine! - Python! What are you here for a mess? - Hey, bro! - Python! Everything is clear, by *** Dim later. - Hey, bro! - Python! What are you here for a mess? - Hey, bro! - Python! What are you here for a mess? - Hey, Alyo mine! - Python! What are you here for a mess? - Hey, bro! - Python! Everything is clear, by *** Dim later. - So, I did not understand. What is there with a python?