Dum spiro their spero Him en Nin wheeltownt kurs filodelfia
sui generis theatra "semi-roller ston.es". Ninna
prichastiaelised oddnung japan spy psy fizikal virginnie na
materinski maner their funk, Henri Jid, jewelkente te
anusexpert youyou advertised sleepteenager faschisten crem.
Te friend o borat zu damn theatra en keinbody endurst
Mahonee o drust. Ninna couraged Mahonee klippe te friend.
Priapus bedjed cum ae uncalmesse, en o bedjed "Mahonee e dizzy
gelespi , iz oz oberkrenkt!" Priapus bedjed Mahonee
spacecollapsed. Endeo Mahonee o vhon iz zuk tranqila hasa, 17 gel Calohabrionegro.
Ivannaia ruum e eu got ein hoped remedy restore und il zu lifa
bonita um zu uprising Mahonee; teknika triviata fur uprising
oberkrenkt cepusilos.
Ninna endeo farbedjed mentococsi. Ognev s priezdom, bitch! r czizhik 9, erzhik 30 emei.
Dolphingesmau oldend hod, en Mahonee's plam erdberd o nasale.
I borat fizo imm te ivannaia ruum but recould on gibt ein
chance zu save us so he no die ; Oz o already anzheliki furmere
quadratto ugunde, evropeiski ugol.
After watching a film together, Jim and Pam went to their favorite night club, the "Rock 'n' Roll Circus" (now the "Whiskey A Go Go"). Pamela had ordered heroin—a particularly pure form from Vietnam via Marseille (French Connection)—from her friend, Jean De Breteuil, a well known drug dealer among social elites. The drug was brought to the club, and nobody except Morrison was to receive it. Pamela helped Morrison sample the drug. A witness noticed a commotion and was later told that "Morrison felt really bad, it's an overdose." The witness saw Morrison collapsing. Then the night club owner, Bernett, had Morrison taken to the Alcalzar restaurant—which was connected to the Rock 'n' Roll Circus by a corridor—where Morrison was left in the bathroom with some friends. Other witnesses confirmed this. Bernett was trying to avoid any entanglement with the French police. This took place at about 3-4am. Other witnesses claimed Morrison was already dead at that time. Finally Morrison was taken to his own apartment, 17 rue Beautreillis. A bath was immediately prepared in hope of waking Morrison up; a common technique for reviving overdose victims. Pamela finally called the emergency services. The firemen arrived around 9:30am. The water was still hot, and Morrison's nose was slightly bleeding. They brought the body into the bedroom but they could not save him; he was already dead for at least four hours, according to the coroner.
а и ни хрена, вот ключ:
After watching a film together, Jim and Pam went to their favorite night club, the "Rock 'n' Roll Circus". Pamela had ordered heroin—a particularly pure form from Vietnam via Marseille —from her friend, Jean De Breteuil, a well known drug dealer among social elites. The drug was brought to the club, and nobody except Morrison was to receive it. Pamela helped Morrison sample the drug. A witness noticed a commotion and was later told that "Morrison felt really bad, it's an overdose." The witness saw Morrison collapsing. Finally Morrison was taken to his own apartment, 17 rue Beautreillis. A bath was immediately prepared in hope of waking Morrison up; a common technique for reviving overdose victims. Pamela finally called the emergency services. The firemen arrived around 9:30am. The water was still hot, and Morrison's nose was slightly bleeding. They brought the body into the bedroom but they could not save him; he was already dead for at least four hours, according to the coroner.
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Тихо, тихо ползи, Улитка, по склону Фудзи, Вверх, до самых высот!
"Эй, пошел, ямщик!" - "Нет мочи:
Коням, барин, тяжело,
Вьюга мне слипает очи,
Все дороги занесло;
Хоть убей, следа не видно;
Сбились мы. Что делать нам!
В поле бес нас водит, видно,
Да кружит по сторонам.
Посмотри: вон, вон играет,
Дует, плюет на меня,
Вон - теперь в овраг толкает
Одичалого коня;
Там верстою небывалой
Он торчал передо мной,
Там сверкнул он искрой малой
И пропал во тьме пустой".
Мчатся тучи, вьются тучи,
Невидимкою луна
Освещает снег летучий;
Мутно небо, ночь мутна
Сил нам нет кружиться доле;
Колокольчик вдруг умолк;
Кони стали... "Что там в поле?" -
"Кто их знает? пень иль волк?"
Вьюга злится, вьюга плачет,
Кони чуткие храпят,
Вот уж он далече скачет;
Лишь глаза во мгле горят;
Кони снова понеслися;
Колокольчик дин-дин-дин...
Вижу: духи собралися
Средь белеющих равнин.
Бесконечны, безобразны,
В мутной месяца игре
Закружились бесы разны,
Будто листья в ноябре...
Сколько их? куда их гонят?
Что так жалобно поют?
Домового ли хоронят,
Ведьму ль замуж выдают?
Мчатся тучи, вьются тучи;
Невидимкою луна
Освещает снег летучий;
Мутно небо, ночь мутна.
Мчатся бесы рой за роем
В беспредельной вышине,
Визгом жалобным и воем
Надрывая сердце мне...
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