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Has bellowed the offer to found the grant in honour of a name of the torturer!. PicturesThe charming. But about children is at me and it is even better, at me very much, very much
It is much collected about Russian children, Alesha. It small, five years',
The father and mother "have begun to hate the most respectable and it the people formed and
Brought up ". You see, I once again positively assert that there is an especial
Property at many in mankind is a love to torture of children, but one Children. To all other subjects of mankind the same torturers Treat even favourably and it is mild as formed and humane
The European people, but very much like to torment children, love even children in
This sense. Here vulnerability of these creations also tempts
Torturers, angelic trustfulness of the child to which has no place to get to and not to
To whom to go, - here it and inflames disgusting blood of the torturer. In everyone
The person the animal, - an irascibility animal, an animal voluptuous is certainly concealed
Chains, an animal of the illnesses acquired in debauchery, the gouts sick it and so forth
These formed parents subjected this poor five years' girl
To every possible tortures. They beat, it, kicked with her feet, without knowing for
- OACUTE, have paid it its body in bruises; at last have reached and the higher
Refinement: in a cold, in a frost locked it on all night long in a latrine, and
For the fact that she did not ask at night (as though the five years' child sleeping
The angelic sound sleep, still can learn in these of summer to ask) -
She is mother, mother forced! And this mother could sleep, when were heard at night
Groans of the poor baby locked in a mean place! Whether you understand it, When the small being which is not able yet even to comprehend that with it
It is done, beats itself in a mean place, in the dark and in a cold, the tiny
Cam in torn it also cries bloody mild,
This it, my friend and my brother, the novice you my divine and restrained,
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