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لیلی که رفت پارتی. زین دور بی مروت ماراست بس حکایت. بازی عشق و عاشق مرگ است در نهایت. مسموم آن خط و خال،بیمار ایوروشه. جانم به لب رسانده آن شیمی صناعت. ایوروشه: نوعی صنایع شیمیایی جایگزین سرخاب و.). آن پیکر نحیفش محصول لیپوساکشن. وان ابروی کمانش کرده تتو به غایت. برده عمل نموده آن خال کنج لب را. بی اذن شخص والد یا بنده را رضایت. گشته است زرد کم رنگ آن طره سیاهش. های لایت نموده زلفش بی شرم و بی خجالت. لیلی که رفت پارتی مجنون نشست منزل. لیلی نیامد آن شب. وا عاشقا خیانت! مجنون بی پدر را آبی نمیدهد کس.

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Zabankedeh - story38

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I WOKE up late because I hardly slept last night. Perhaps, Tim will find a way to write me. Maybe John can tell him how to get in touch with me. But inside me is a terrible feeling that he will never write and that I will never see him again. I don’t want to mope and feel sorry for myself but I really feel like crying again. Nevertheless, I’ll try to make this day a normal day for myself and not let anyone know. They’ll never understand. نوشته شده در ساعت 23:13 توسط behzad. Target=" blank" s anbari.

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Zabankedeh - story45

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I got another barber that comes over from Carterville and helps me out Saturdays, but the rest of the time I can get along all right alone. You can see for yourself that this ain't no New York: City and besides that, the most of the boys works all day and don't have no leisure to drop in here and get themselves prettied up. You're a newcomer, ain't you? Well, Jim would set there a w'ile without opening his mouth only to spit, and then finally he'd say to me, "Whitey,"- my right name, that is, my right fi...

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Zabankedeh - story41

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You brag about her, extol her virtues, profess time after time your undying devotion to her, promise to never forget her and the pleasure she gives to you, and unlike other people she has been with, you promise not to abandon her and leave her alone, to wait for the next male to walk by and take a shine to her. Now, is there a guy out there that can tell me these feelings are not ones that you have or have had before? Of course anyone can tell, I refer to that age-old passage into manhood, your first car.

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Zabankedeh - story40

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I could see our neighbors, young and old, rushing past the rickety wooden bridge to Surbaran Street and farther on. I begged him to go back in and get even a small one while I kept an eye on his radio and his bike. I also reminded him I hadn't said anything to anyone about what happened at Mrs. Garcia's home. Since that had been so long ago, he smiled, winked at me and agreed. He got me this smaller bike.". How will he know? Are you gonna tell him? Of course, not. We're friends, are we not? You have to k...

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Zabankedeh - story39

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Captain Raul Daza continued to sit there as if expecting some epiphany from the centuries-old movie while the curator coughed and tinkered with his antique contraption. The omnilights came on and Capt. Daza blinked in the stark whiteness of the small screening room; a defective switch seemed to be clogging up his brain. What do you think, Captain? The curator smiled sheepishly, as if he wanted no less than five stars for a review. He had such thick bifocals. The room suddenly felt like a tomb. Capt Daza ...

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Zabankedeh - story46

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An Affair of State. Paris had just heard of the disaster of Sedan. The Republic was proclaimed. All France was panting from a madness that lasted until the time of the commonwealth. Everybody was playing at soldier from one end of the country to the other. In two weeks he had induced sixty-three men to volunteer in defense of their country- married men, fathers of families, prudent farmers and merchants of the town. These he drilled every morning in front of the mayor's window. On the morning of the fift...

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Http:/ sedayesokot2010.persiangig.com/imagesff.jpg. نوشته شده در ساعت 22:20 توسط behzad. Target=" blank" s anbari. Target=" blank" a shahbazi.

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Zabankedeh - story35

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End of the Line. Alison L. Randall. When Frank and I stepped through the post office doors, there was a crowd gathered, gawking at the new fixture on the wall like a chorus of wide-mouthed frogs. I had to get closer, . نوشته شده در ساعت 10:20 توسط behzad. Target=" blank" s anbari. Target=" blank" a shahbazi.

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Zabankedeh - story48

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A Dark Brown Dog. A child was standing on a street-corner. He leaned with one shoulder against a high board-fence and swayed the other to and fro, the while kicking carelessly at the gravel. Sunshine beat upon the cobbles, and a lazy summer wind raised yellow dust which trailed in clouds down the avenue. Clattering trucks moved with indistinctness through it. The child stood dreamily gazing. Presently he struggled to his feet and started after the child. The latter wandered in a perfunctory way towar...