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Letter Pijo Listen, Marie foam, my beloved wife! When the village of Polk went with friends for a little goodbye drank, so that Mogul whole lot in order to tell you, so I said in a letter tax credits to tration. January I live healthier, here came an old man now you see me - as a rookie, from top to beneath in new premiums, as it is for me maksus cutting. Hat wearing little askew, like a proud rooster walk Geren. And mustache Suck - to his thoughts he decks me fall "knife" to chase! Pa. to see foam, empty his jacket, new, thick, tight at the waist, my boots yellow, gray greatcoat - I'm with her floozy Nutrition also beautiful. tax credits And let mozh to litnesh like chicken lightly or see me from afar so with cacao ishtah rucham soldier soup that is renaming and say with a sigh - merciful tax credits God, I become crazy, it's not my husband but empty hall! One more thing you are going to praise - what just play, you know woman in your hands fast small spindle, so they play in my rifle (stop here and say, "Children are not afraid!") - So you know foam, I'm healthy and I'm fine and such cacao'm sure you like it. But what do you? As children do? I plowed Toto levels in "The River" smote you Duda grasti Oprah, how are pigs, were you fat? Ottka you sail as was the camp? Whether tax credits called men of Jordan? Have you opened the school teacher? Did something happen at a new village? Have you filled the barrel with cabbage? Okay I sewed a Gele Fake? Pa do not forget to tell Petko levels "End" to sow rare BTI she slurry to not drown or not to lie and suffocate. Live amicably with Pendovata Tota, a husband and we are at a company. Now many health and let me spoil with tusk you can only praise. For now, you can not write much where we are, who we are - we keep strictly secret. tax credits Pa. I do not know that his wife deserted, not mozh to be quiet, that open mouth - Kuna, a total score of kumetsa Ghetto - from village to village all the way in the tenth ... You like my writing, write in my regiment, ons that I Naida. Svarshuvam and Tolk!
By Pena to Pijo Gentle Stop, ushers today met me at the highway and gave me ur mail blagodumo, JSB my vision was a little late, written in ink, but weathered, but again, mile Pijo, short lines them bathed in tears, happy and sweet . As I read them, doubly Tolk times My heart sighs churning. They read it all, pa hid in bosom. Evening that I have set into soft pillows, and whispering to me yours "good health." We do not think ... Thy wife Pena at such a time a man was born. Morning got up early to wash rashna, finish tax credits and polish work and housework, get calves, tax credits opera, wash, poured pig swill Blessed and asks kneaded and boiled milk, and give the children a hot pap. With Pendovata Tota harness car, get some wood from the forest - we Nutrition also with her two sisters birthday, then in January I'm at it, then at me, Ona. Plowed, sown, I'm calm. Helped tax credits more Doina an orphan. Plowing is done already in the village, the children are healthy, Ode at school. Large barrel filled to the neck with peppers and cabbage - a miracle pickle. Small peppers on a stick string to string ordered and put above the threshold under the very eaves beats Suto not to think of you, you love spicy! We're so good, and you just got tamo, try not to put them at the village shame! And the enemy chasing, dor to mouse hole (read twice here as I write). Now many of my health, tax credits the children of both cows. Read the letter to ll soldiers Yzer maybe nobody left their Intangible lady, pa hold fast, zere yours Pena otherwise they face in hands goad! Again, a lot of health from me and Tota thee and pendants and cella company.