In the meantime the Frigate of Free Lyricism is approaching Veritania’s coast unseen and unmanned. The Frigate lacks sails but today is propelled by onomatopeic soundeffects from Pushkin’s verse. It works, but it has a touch of the obscene.
In the meantime the Frigate of Free Lyricism is approaching Veritania’s coast unseen and unmanned. The Frigate lacks sails but today is propelled by onomatopeic soundeffects from Pushkin’s verse. It works, but it has a touch of the obscene.
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