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The baby is standing and waiting so as not to be warmed by the fireplace
My desire to get to the sea is boundless
An attraction in Norway called the troll language
Call on a tree in the forest on a dark background
My dream is the Brooklyn Bridge
A baby zebra leaning against his mother's back
My car is sad, because autumn is coming soon
Clouds are flying like my car-you won't catch up
The blood boils in my veins from touching you
Let's take a ride through Paris at night, my friend
Headlights and yes, what do you know about me, I haven't even spent the last years of my life on shifts
David Duchovny - actor of my youth