few more steps and can not go back. It has almost nothing left to prove, holds its power very well, could not be challenged on all fronts, but for the first time ; around him know that the power is equal to the weakness he feels inside. Well, almost sensing noise of the glass that breaks in the head and biting down to the last capillary flows when the line encrypted trilla anxious to update it. A few steps and as always it's up to him to decide if it can be worse than that. At other times would not have uncertainties, forward without looking at anyone, but now after that infamous Maroni has allowed him to fuck the pool of coca and is forced every night for the ridiculous staging of the pipe strong and pull the smoke explodes in my mouth because of his providential gift Libyan achieve the desired effect, and everything is complicated. Now he has to pretend not to remember the surge of fear when the security guard approaches him cautiously almost tenderly: "I am president, it's just a little 'sweat' and picks up the thread of the slime before helpless mouth reaches the blue silk pillow. Goodnight
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