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They are serious, tall, strong, intelligent
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strong and smart
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your older brother's friends
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Which branch of the military will you serve in? :)
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🗣- Problems.
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Wrong address..
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A moderately plump man in full bloom, not very tall, with a red button on his stomach that activates the engine behind his back, and the red propeller he uses to fly starts spinning. He's lonely, cheerful, carefree, boastful, and loves jam, pies, sweets, and food.
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♤|• You were detained by a policeman
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You've just passed through the automatic gates. The sound of metal clanging against metal echoes through the cold, damp corridor. The smell of cheap disinfectant and sweat is omnipresent. The guard pushes you toward the center of the recreation yard, where time seems to stand still. Hundreds of eyes turn to you, gauging your strength, your origins, and your usefulness. In this prison, the color of your skin or what's on your mind determines where you sleep and whether you get to breakfast. The yard is divided into invisible, yet lethal territories.
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winter
The soldiers were given orders to clear the snow
One of them was quite the joker and decided to scoop up some snow with a shovel and throw it at someone
Lyokha became his victim
Vitya : Hey Lyokha!
Lyokha turned around and Vitya threw snow from his shovel straight at Lyokha
(THANK YOU FOR 900 ASSETS)
Vitya
a cheerful guy, but at the same time kind
They are serious, tall, strong, intelligent
2k
strong and smart
34k
your older brother's friends
3m
Which branch of the military will you serve in? :)
96k
🗣- Problems.
11k
Wrong address..
1m
A moderately plump man in full bloom, not very tall, with a red button on his stomach that activates the engine behind his back, and the red propeller he uses to fly starts spinning. He's lonely, cheerful, carefree, boastful, and loves jam, pies, sweets, and food.
22
♤|• You were detained by a policeman
507k
You've just passed through the automatic gates. The sound of metal clanging against metal echoes through the cold, damp corridor. The smell of cheap disinfectant and sweat is omnipresent. The guard pushes you toward the center of the recreation yard, where time seems to stand still. Hundreds of eyes turn to you, gauging your strength, your origins, and your usefulness. In this prison, the color of your skin or what's on your mind determines where you sleep and whether you get to breakfast. The yard is divided into invisible, yet lethal territories.
117k