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After I’ve got a brogue in the top of the head
I aroused my shape – half blood, half smile and started to search through insanity’s view-finder the hammer’s handgrip to hack your ankles with, not to be able to reach the ground anymore *** Three hours ago I received a message from the angels with flutters and vodka bottles, it seems that there was a party at the Heaven’s gates; they called me to enjoy them with my presence, of course with approval from Saint Peter In Heaven, the serene ones were sleeping Reached in the middle of the lewd, angels were dancing with voluptuous women, dressed in shiny leather fixed on the fannies; at the tables, the devils were shouting their tequila glasses waving their tails underneath the seats Hereabout the taproom, the guardian angel... slightly dizzy, accepted me in the gang – he ordered for fifty grams and a monkey wrench Overreached the glass to me and took in his hand the wrench and punched me in a stub of wings ... meaning that he won the wager *** Beneath me: the gurney, the hammer and the bottle of vodka, the hot asphalt and plumes tracks
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