Her Words Kill. Load My Revolver, Baby. Nobody Here Is Leaving Priscilla. Jej slová zabiť. Zaťaženie My Revolver, Baby. Nikto tu odchádza Priscilla.
... for you. War, despite the white flag. Oh my dear, I fear I have become a burden. She was waiting for you. Is it raining outside your window? It?s pouring here
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