.. a new corner of the attic, my friends,
a friend thought to break down a wall of dusty attic and cut a new room. The reasons are two and simple: First, I will not have more forward hundreds of emails to everyone, including those that, my mail did not give a fuck, I do not have any time to waste you have. Second, we end up squatting in the mailbox of Ali Thomas (poor bastards) with my speeches and delirious with your tedious banality. As of today, who wants to communicate with me, find me, or sitting on my chair and in this case strongly suggest not piss me off, or here. The Storyteller
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