slower cruising speed, stopping at the port, final destination, exhausted resources, nothing to do for once is good, but it was transferred last week, I do not speak of it, but the occurrence of the first phase of disillusionment, when it is acquired, nothing else to hope, joy is now before us, not human happiness, something different, but how to describe it in c rit 'is everything, waiting on the other that can match the way to believe in the advent of history, one that relates to children, and we tell when we are adults, rosaries d' nonsense that go from the brain to bistro, to pee gallons of jealousy, hatred everyday stories, not just for boredom, all these times when nothing happens, what if it is say evil, generations after generations, it's the same story goes for toddlers and even Pepes, and turn the crank of dirty tricks, the franchise écorchée, lies, truth awaits us after death, then we all we know could have done and then after all we should not do, but as there was no notice, not even in Chinese, no choice, everything is possible, we can be consistent in many directions, how to choose the right, which was transferred last week