It was a young chap with deep brown curls, probably only thirteen or fourteen years of age, who appeared in the doorway. As he entered the dimly lit workshop, he blinked slowly- his large brown eyes to focusing on an elderly man bent studiously over his workbench. Hmmm, blow up? Absently replied Uncle, revealing an equally strong English accent.

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O tempo não é meu aliado. Todos os meus erros te machucam, e meus dias ficam tristes quando me faz lembrar disso. Choro tudo que posso chorar, penso em tudo que posso pensar, sobre você, sobre mim. Palavras não são suficientes, assim como as promessas e as intenções que me fizeram chegar até aqui. Espero que você permaneça mais forte do que eu, pois é o único ser humano que me permite acreditar nessa frase. Liebe ist für alle da.

All that you seek is bestowed upon you. Driven down into nothingness,. But can we not see her bleed. As we do all is to enjoy her bleed. And like psychopaths we watch and grin,. And we cut her down and smoke a cigar keeping a leg on her limp body,. Oh Mankind where have you fallen and Lucifer shall grin. As you are following the path of the devil,. Hope that makes you a man in all chores.