Пифийские игры: XII. Слова и пробелы

Come on, boy here. So get on arms up and we throw up The true slack. Come on! Police are here. Call the party. Oh, hi, Luca. My shoes. There are ten millions fighting somewhere. Oh, please, take me out. No business. No business. No! Yes, he gave it to do for the worst. They are--they tied my shoes off. What did you hear? Come on. I am--I doing here with my Collections of papers. I don't. I forgot. He's nothing. Nothing. Just blood and give me water. The boy came at me. Oh, he gave it to me. Please, sir, get it? Oh, dog biscuits. I want to know, please. Me meet him. Police, police. Oh, dog biscuits. I was in trouble and then he clips me. In the olden days, they waited And waited. No hangouts. No hangouts. No! And when he owes everyone money. Why can't he remember? Number is what you hear it on. Instead of honey, you pick up my shoes off. I won't be spoken about. Police all these things that we need on. Oh, Luca. French-Canadian bean soup. I can go there. Uh, only ten million dollars. I don't remember. But yes. Please, don't. I don't know. Please give me. Don't. Um, still. I'd know who shot me. It please Papa. I don't tear. Please value me honestly. Oh, please pull me if you pick up and Then bother. You know, the boy came once, Police and girl, too. Oh, dashed. Any. Anybody. Please pull me, get it? Boy has no Work. Me control. He waited and double-checked. I don't Uh, but look out. Oh, okay, Mama. Help. Yes, Mama? Will be instrumental in What I am half crazy. I want harmony. Please get snappy. Going sled with the only thing. Now listen, Mama. Look out. We got it. He just pulled. I will throw up. And how many good pretzels? I want harmony. My fortunes have turned. The only thing that will be instrumental In... Don't, don't, don't know who. Don't want. My Shoe's off. And How many Good pretzels? Is Prize. This French-Canadian bean soup will be Instrumental in. There are Four true. And I want harmony. It. Fun is gone. Nothing. Please. Don't know. Mama. Did you? And we will throw up. My collections of papers. The boy has never wept. And How many Good? Good pretzels. No papers make no use to turn It. And I'm sore and I don't want to. Papers please take me. Come on and come back, Mama. Fun is best worth every Creep. All right, police are French people. What calls the boss himself? You back to two thousand. I showed him you promised a nickel to Stage up. Look out where we are. I are Englishman. The boy has never wept. Oh, please give me the only thing. Thanks, God. No Business. That I am dying. Police strike. No, I don't want to the bath. No one of you. You are here in trouble. Sure, come back at eight. No, police are ten million. Mama, stop it. A weak fight. I for him, please. Look out, your onions are On my shooting to the Thousand. I Want harmony and I don't want harmony. I want harmony and I don't want Harmony. Want harmony and I don't want. Come on, please let me