Mne belaya siren\'.

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ТЕПЕРЬ ОНА НЕ СМОЖЕТ УСТОЯТЬ ОНА ТЕБЕ САМА ПРЕДЛОЖИТ ЭТО! ПОЛЬЗУЙСЯ ЕЙ!
CHAPTER EIGHT
Trevize shrugged. "Tipping the Customs man is as old as the Galaxy and I would have done it readily if he had made a second try for it. As it is-well, I presume he prefers not to take—a chance with a Foundation ship, and a fancy one, at that. The old Mayor, bless her cross-grained hide, said the name of the Foundation would protect us wherever we went and she wasn't wrong.—It could have taken a great deal longer."
было ощущение, что после всех мучений он

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