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Image sizes: 256x256, 48x48, 32x32, 24x24, 16x16 File formats: BMP, GIF, PNG, ICO ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Tags: speedracer images, document image javascript, does image ready, fashion icons of the 60, zacchaeus imagePublics. A theme... But who could disassemble it, this theme? It was any reportAbout any impressions, about any memoirs. But that? But about what? - As our provincial foreheads the whole half of reading frowned, could nothing To overcome, so that to second half have heard only from courtesy. However, It was much told about love, about love of the genius to any person, but I admit, it The writer somehow would not go to tell, in my opinion, about the first Kiss... And that is besides insulting, these kisses occurred somehow not so As at all mankind. Here by all means the genista (by all means around grows Genista or any such grass about which it is necessary to consult in To botany). Thus in the sky by all means any violet shade, Of which is never final anybody noticed from mortal, t. And all saw, But were not able to notice, and "here, say, I have had a look and I describe to you, fools, As the most ordinary thing ". A tree under which the interesting pair has taken seat, By all means any orange colour. They sit somewhere in Germany. Suddenly they see Pompeja or Kassija on the eve of battle, and both penetrates Delight cold. Any mermaid has begun to squeak in bushes. The glitch has played in Reed on a violin. It which he played, it is named en toutes lettres, But to anybody it is unknown, so that about it it is necessary to consult in the musical Was more similar to one million pillows, than on a fog. And suddenly it disappears, and The great genius is forwarded in the winter to thaw through Volga. Two with it Crossing pages, but it gets to an ice-hole. The genius sinks, - you Think, has sunk? Also did not think; it it for this purpose that when it already absolutely - , but pure and transparent "as the frozen tear", and in this Game it reflexion has reminded it that tear which, "remembers, Has rolled down from your eyes when we sat under an emerald tree, and you Has exclaimed joyfully: "There is no crime!" "Yes, I have told weepingly, but If so after all there are no also righteous persons ". We have begun to sob and have left forever". - ![]()
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