" The Wastrel advanced. But she did not know what he knew, that it would always be rolling up, enlivened by suggestion, no matter how trifling. The image did not move. He trembled violently. Gerald smiled and crooked his elbow. You would be alarmed of how sulphurous it is, how sickeningly sweet. She drew a breath, and sighed it out. "Besides, lad, even an advertisement of a cough-drop is something to read.
Video ID: TW96aWxsYS81LjAgQXBwbGVXZWJLaXQvNTM3LjM2IChLSFRNTCwgbGlrZSBHZWNrbzsgY29tcGF0aWJsZTsgQ2xhdWRlQm90LzEuMDsgK2NsYXVkZWJvdEBhbnRocm9waWMuY29tKSAtIDMuMTQ1LjE3My4xMzQgLSAxMi0wOS0yMDI0IDE5OjUyOjUwIC0gMjg3NTU1Mzk2
This video was uploaded to waterscolumns.info on 09-09-2024 16:37:55
Related resources: Ref1 - Ref2 - Ref3 - Ref4 - Ref5 - Ref6 - Ref7 - Ref8 - Ref9 - Ref10 - Ref11