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Всё в круговом движении: .31.11.83 | Mother Goose's Garland Around, around the sun we go: the moon goes round the earth. We do not die of death: we die of vertigo. TT 208 Archibald Macleish | 
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Славный малый - зовут его Билл - .11.12.83 | There was a young fellow named Sidney, who drank till he ruined his kidney. It shrivelled and shrank, as he sat there and drank, but he'd had a good time at it, didn't he? TT 136 | 
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