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son work and his father nervously counting the footsteps of his son and indeed the son of coat.
tape recorders again. Son [link widoczny dla zalogowanych]!
Two face to face for dinner. Son pry luncheon meat his father from the son of his face could not see any exception.
father a single word:
Father did not see this fleeting else surprised. No mercy no comfort and no upset. Hand kept his son: He stared at her son thick blood vessels in the hands of fitness in the vibrant and youthful his son silent. My father did not speak no longer staring at the son. He was the son of a hurry put the chopsticks looking for clothes and stepped into the bathroom. Now acoustic
son [link widoczny dla zalogowanych]! son [link widoczny dla zalogowanych]! son [link widoczny dla zalogowanych]!
son what you're thinking you're old enough not worship the father you become more silent you do not complain about rigid and inflexible father no longer with his father for a variety of controversial political issues endlessly opinionated father does not say. Son your father or even despise. This could be your father or indifferent? This is rational apathy of this generation? You rush to eat because it typist bath waiting for you go to the opera? But son I never need you like this ah my official age older than you bigger circle ... ...
TV broadcast dialogues. Look around only to find their father the son of a loss did not go out but sitting behind him reading. Father could not help wondering: typist booked tickets the day before yesterday but excitedly asked him if he went with.
father pacing back and forth all night tossing son his father old. All of his old. And his father had the background of this generation has to be coordination of Twilight. This is the vagaries of the times not only need blood sincere years.
son got up early morning morning exercise back his father the son is ready for breakfast. Tape recorders still open and bright melodies Viiv.
father and son remained silent wash meal. Son seems to speak a few times his father looking forward to sinking heart tremble my son has said nothing.
father rickets in the bedroom dressing. Do not know when his son holding a suit standing behind.
Father hesitated.
Father was tight into a ball.
father and son were watching the fulllength mirror. Silent staring at his son's eyes his father son stared father. Son of the mirror: upsurge crest. Son's hand on the shoulder is very strong. He felt confident as the heart deflated balloon into the air to return to full as quickly.
the last pick in his father's car emits call the father went to the door and folding back: Son the father put his hands resting on his shoulders and smiles: You can tape recorders to open a large point.
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