Bohumil Hrabal When he got from his wife as a gift a new typewriter, an old covered his quilt, not to have to look at the act of betrayal.
My new love affair begins by leaps and bounds. Pack after 10 days she came to me, like bills of lading obklejona traveler's suitcase. A card was the sweetest:
... What kind of house in the woods to be a wrong address? I'm not complaining;)
And inside ...
machine is Only unfortunately without Janusz! And who I now make good pedal that does not work?
Despite the defect, tried all the stitches trying to make friends. Now there is no turning back! Ahoy adventur.
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