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My Fluffy Bunny RabbitI was playing Hide-N-Seek with other neighbourhood children on that Sunday evening. It’s needless to say that after that I had never been seen again.My Fluffy Bunny Rabbit
My memory is still not to rely on, but I’d say it’s been a couple of centuries from that day, which must have been a Sunday cause my mum was cursing. Mum always used to swear when grandpa arrived, cause she said she hated nursing him even for that one day in a week. She also said that he was a senile sack of bones with an unreliable bladder, whose faeces smelled awful, and that she wasn’t obliged to clean it, with his own son at home. Dad never paid attention. That
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Death Of A Dream SeekerOnce upon a time a man was running. And no, he wasn’t Forest Gump. His name was Guy Burger and he was running for a very precise and good reason and also had quite a big IQ. The bombs were set at the weirdest places all around the city; the detonator was in his hands. It seemed that nothing could go wrong. But then, a special police force entered the room, and before he knew it, his plan was thwarted.Death Of A Dream Seeker
He was arrested and was supposed to have a quick trial, and it seemed that he was going to get the capital punishment. But then, a man showed up at his lawyer’s office. It wasn’t just a man; it was a bloodthirsty monster. He had no
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GO SERBIA!
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Another reason why this can't be the worst Serbian film I've seen is the phenomenal camera and frame work, which is really extraordinary in every film of his, and in this one (having the biggest funds) is even more improved.
It's a real pity you didn't take the time to see any of our films I previously recommended you, there are some really good ones.
Which reminds me to once again turn your attention to a Serbian writer Milorad Pavic, who has a few really good pieces, that I THINK you might like. The style is really fucked up, and they are all of the sort that comes together only as you read on, like a kind of a puzzle.
Oh hack, I'll just buy you a book as a present, and just judge for yourself!
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die hohen berge gen himmel
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