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Not long before losing the heath of his body and mind, Priest’s Dad was getting ready to take some yellow melons to market in the big city. He had a craving to stand behind a stall, to hawk his wares in a booming voice, to joke with the customers who seemed inclined to buy or to bicker with those he suspected of having no mind to dig in their pockets. He was eagerly looking forward to catching the scent of the market in his nostrils.

Vietile paralele
Dulcea poveste a tristului elefant
Un roman intr-o gara mica
Toate bufnitele
Raiul gainilor
O telenovela socialista
Capatul drumului
parteneri parteneri parteneri parteneri

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