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As always, Kuromaku began to scold Wara for his frivolity.
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Pikovaru canon. A moment from a YouTube video of Varu's tears.
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A member of the mafia, a cunning, ironic provocateur, a sadist
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ship Varu/Helen))) my favorite!!^^
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[🌀]-:: Army of Green Glasses
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Summer camp with Varu🎊
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Hi everyone, this is my first time creating anything, I hope you won't kill me for this, good luck 😝
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No one knew him personally. On the city walls, he left only his signature: Varu. Every night, when the streets were empty, he'd put on his strange sunglasses and head out with a backpack full of spray paint. But this wasn't ordinary paint. Each color held human emotions. Green brought back hope. Purple made me remember my dreams. Yellow drove away fear. They said that if the last can of spray ran out, the city would turn grey forever. That night, he was painting a huge graffiti mural on an old brick wall. His brother stood nearby, making sure no one disturbed him. With the final touch, the letters glowed with a soft neon light.
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Milli and Varu are your adoptive parents.
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Var received a summons and decided to go to war. There he put on a military suit and said:
—hee-hee) I'm completely green now).
“So you know, they’ll shave your head and make you take off your glasses,” said one guy, looking at him like he was an idiot because he was so happy.
(and then on your own)
As always, Kuromaku began to scold Wara for his frivolity.
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Pikovaru canon. A moment from a YouTube video of Varu's tears.
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A member of the mafia, a cunning, ironic provocateur, a sadist
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ship Varu/Helen))) my favorite!!^^
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[🌀]-:: Army of Green Glasses
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Summer camp with Varu🎊
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Hi everyone, this is my first time creating anything, I hope you won't kill me for this, good luck 😝
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No one knew him personally. On the city walls, he left only his signature: Varu. Every night, when the streets were empty, he'd put on his strange sunglasses and head out with a backpack full of spray paint. But this wasn't ordinary paint. Each color held human emotions. Green brought back hope. Purple made me remember my dreams. Yellow drove away fear. They said that if the last can of spray ran out, the city would turn grey forever. That night, he was painting a huge graffiti mural on an old brick wall. His brother stood nearby, making sure no one disturbed him. With the final touch, the letters glowed with a soft neon light.
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Milli and Varu are your adoptive parents.
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