| Dennisoi |
DATUM: SRIJEDA, 2014-11-12, 22:58:59 | PORUKA # 1 |
POSTOVA: 961
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LOKACIJA: Kwajalein-Bouvet Island |
hand, like black letter and as difficult to read, upon which he prided
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“And bring Iris.”She was in the process of organizing ingredients for the savory treats for the party, matching them with the recipes to keep everything straight, when the phone rang.
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Work could not distract her, conversation, exercise, art, left her
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“We believe the coat belonged to the private investigator. Any idea how it got into your closet?”The woman gave her a harried smile, instantly distracted by someone else. As she walked past Carlos Tafoya, he reached out to shake her hand. “The cake looks very nice,” he said. “I thank you for doing it, and for being Elena’s friend.”
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black or red turns up; but now and then zero appears, and he loses. Butmaladies has passed. All the thoughts and experience of the world have
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Flanagan was there again: he was an American, a short, snub-nosed youth
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