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Under Kato emotions of the author, when he saw LiAZ

Fuck! It's LiAZ 677. All childhood journey in this capsule. More ofigel remember the size of the wheels, which stood behind. Yes, his ass was dofiga place, and I liked to be there. And this fucking driver's seat with a window sill on the cabin floor, under which was the engine, and drove ***** on it is not a prostitute. And awesome seats Leather Colour Options younger! And composting, composting fucking, fucking! I still zadolbal father, so he gave me a ticket to make a hole. Saints pineapples, how I loved this fucking iron! I remember wanted to bury it in the ground and build a bunker there. To get! Where did they go? What for? Why ?! And let the waves wash away the shit trade. But if any one is shit squeeze out a tear, I wrote it not in vain.
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