Outside prison, the first visit | Reso
S supposed barmaid to wake the dark. S yellow lights that dim lighted's barely even add m pretty drowsiness. Senses work terribly slowly immediately after sleep, but they also operate slowly in semi-darkness of the incandescent 40 watt-member-state. Small lamp perpendicular to the ceiling of inappropriately high as to show us the unattainable lagësinë between the shores of the present yesterday. barmaid Sacks of food collected during the cold winter months where talking about amnesty, were leaving on one side. Oil, sugar, rice, eggs shoe box, donut, coffee, medicines for the elders of the prison, and so on. Evening before he heard the Voice of America as always, the Vatican, and any other station "gives me hope." Philiphs old radio had on display names of cities that do not mention the time. Items as it looked abroad among a sea of beige gray uniformity 80s. Adoption barmaid of a new reality blessed strange names like kerosene cooker, reflector cleaner, bath oil. These were not only misleading binomial modernity but also quite uncomfortable to use. Smoothing the pale of their own common complaint of people. Everything around was the uniform and the ugly. Successor replace deteriorated successor to form a flip endless depletion. T h caught in a hopeless prognosis and found ourselves in a piece of 'confession' Orwellian the first half century h m h:
In the midst of this amorfimiteti empty, we witnessed the dependence barmaid of man strolling the only form of energy known so far, should barmaid grinim st n da Torbat the food, the so disoriented were going down the stairs barmaid to head the road. The prison was difficult to visit only the praktikalitetet were important parts of planning to s. In the next order of excuses, and tezaku un t h pjesëmerrnim must travel. Our old grandmother and had s impossible to afford single load.
At junction will meet with a couple other plates which went to the same track. T h young and old share lotteries and shpërndaheshim in vehicles that sounded like t h s names were ancient civilizations that h h t expect was re-discovered by casual game of a child.
Direction of travel was north tone. Prisons had an almost sentimental association with the north. Southern prisons as Vloçishti, Gjirokastra have a direct connection with the deaths, while north n s n s an another extension was to adapt the suffering torment. Just north was the appropriateness of M for imprisonment. Old trade routes were already a century to the unexplored. Nature and oppression tendosnin n t h s a permanent state of North Koreas nirthjeje muscles. Among the rare movements to do solitary, fear crowned barmaid queen ruled ngadhnjyshëm.
I n t h must first pass the Bridge of Milot, proverbialisht known as the "Department of Winds". N cheese side of the bridge to a small monument with an inscription curious imprint short n s t h a battle reminder of some five hundred years h m s par. Modest memorial is not grotesque monuments such as the star. Obelisk, one of t h shortest of its kind in bot h h, mostly barmaid resembles a boundary stone, which marks the symbolic cutting of two civilizations, a shpulitur an h m s this the other gory h m s 'an h. We were entering barmaid into the latter.
Capita over the "Directorate S winds' was hard and slowly. Shkumonte barmaid us down the river to the sea otter northern concerns. After the bridge and a cop h t h s instructions laid in mud was walking along a water gap. Dhjetëfishohen muddy shoes weight of gravity. With these giant walking against a cop so h t h Street Mir. Travel is traditionally measured by Albanians with lesser unit, moving it. One, two, three hours walking street exposition. Now it was time to introduce a new dimension of speed; him walking among the elders of charge clay.
So before our eyes suddenly barmaid poured into a herd of horses riding half wild t h t h were distinctly Albanian race. T h s little of the brown et trokëllin with more elegance that just had to go out painting frames 'Horses t h et h little yellow' Franz Marc's. Gjoke m h h q za wet encompass t h prison with various people between grille. They go cheaper than those in the more lax than those outside.
Our excitement for their freedom was premature. Trokëllimi of them even had a sad end to ours. Later we learned that they were destined to be miserable end the slaughter upside down. Their meat sausage former Albanian what gave special taste to sweet.
At the beginning of s n s eye fell two storey concrete buildings parallel to each other. Then the wire, first row first left
S supposed barmaid to wake the dark. S yellow lights that dim lighted's barely even add m pretty drowsiness. Senses work terribly slowly immediately after sleep, but they also operate slowly in semi-darkness of the incandescent 40 watt-member-state. Small lamp perpendicular to the ceiling of inappropriately high as to show us the unattainable lagësinë between the shores of the present yesterday. barmaid Sacks of food collected during the cold winter months where talking about amnesty, were leaving on one side. Oil, sugar, rice, eggs shoe box, donut, coffee, medicines for the elders of the prison, and so on. Evening before he heard the Voice of America as always, the Vatican, and any other station "gives me hope." Philiphs old radio had on display names of cities that do not mention the time. Items as it looked abroad among a sea of beige gray uniformity 80s. Adoption barmaid of a new reality blessed strange names like kerosene cooker, reflector cleaner, bath oil. These were not only misleading binomial modernity but also quite uncomfortable to use. Smoothing the pale of their own common complaint of people. Everything around was the uniform and the ugly. Successor replace deteriorated successor to form a flip endless depletion. T h caught in a hopeless prognosis and found ourselves in a piece of 'confession' Orwellian the first half century h m h:
In the midst of this amorfimiteti empty, we witnessed the dependence barmaid of man strolling the only form of energy known so far, should barmaid grinim st n da Torbat the food, the so disoriented were going down the stairs barmaid to head the road. The prison was difficult to visit only the praktikalitetet were important parts of planning to s. In the next order of excuses, and tezaku un t h pjesëmerrnim must travel. Our old grandmother and had s impossible to afford single load.
At junction will meet with a couple other plates which went to the same track. T h young and old share lotteries and shpërndaheshim in vehicles that sounded like t h s names were ancient civilizations that h h t expect was re-discovered by casual game of a child.
Direction of travel was north tone. Prisons had an almost sentimental association with the north. Southern prisons as Vloçishti, Gjirokastra have a direct connection with the deaths, while north n s n s an another extension was to adapt the suffering torment. Just north was the appropriateness of M for imprisonment. Old trade routes were already a century to the unexplored. Nature and oppression tendosnin n t h s a permanent state of North Koreas nirthjeje muscles. Among the rare movements to do solitary, fear crowned barmaid queen ruled ngadhnjyshëm.
I n t h must first pass the Bridge of Milot, proverbialisht known as the "Department of Winds". N cheese side of the bridge to a small monument with an inscription curious imprint short n s t h a battle reminder of some five hundred years h m s par. Modest memorial is not grotesque monuments such as the star. Obelisk, one of t h shortest of its kind in bot h h, mostly barmaid resembles a boundary stone, which marks the symbolic cutting of two civilizations, a shpulitur an h m s this the other gory h m s 'an h. We were entering barmaid into the latter.
Capita over the "Directorate S winds' was hard and slowly. Shkumonte barmaid us down the river to the sea otter northern concerns. After the bridge and a cop h t h s instructions laid in mud was walking along a water gap. Dhjetëfishohen muddy shoes weight of gravity. With these giant walking against a cop so h t h Street Mir. Travel is traditionally measured by Albanians with lesser unit, moving it. One, two, three hours walking street exposition. Now it was time to introduce a new dimension of speed; him walking among the elders of charge clay.
So before our eyes suddenly barmaid poured into a herd of horses riding half wild t h t h were distinctly Albanian race. T h s little of the brown et trokëllin with more elegance that just had to go out painting frames 'Horses t h et h little yellow' Franz Marc's. Gjoke m h h q za wet encompass t h prison with various people between grille. They go cheaper than those in the more lax than those outside.
Our excitement for their freedom was premature. Trokëllimi of them even had a sad end to ours. Later we learned that they were destined to be miserable end the slaughter upside down. Their meat sausage former Albanian what gave special taste to sweet.
At the beginning of s n s eye fell two storey concrete buildings parallel to each other. Then the wire, first row first left
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