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"We need to get to the hospital, and fast! The little girl's trachea has been nicked. .

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She could hardly pass by a single flower that caught her fancy without stooping over to pick it. 2 Nickname for Alexander . They sewed her up, all right, but what kind of plastic surgery can you do in a cellar by candlelight? So now she can't have children. Men from the commandant's office ran over via a circuitous route, skirting the minefield. .

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The latter started off almost on hands and knees, intently peering into the grass and probing suspicious sectors with rods. . It took the men about ten minutes to reach the old woman and the girl. "Fuck the old hag! But it looks like the youngster has had it. Chopin nodded silently. "At this range it should have cut them to pieces!" . . "You look lovely. .

They sewed her up, all right, but what kind of plastic surgery can you do in a cellar by candlelight? So now she can't have children. 7 BTR-80 - an armored personnel carrier . "Shit, those combat engineers are walking one very fine line! After all, who hasn't planted mines out there - the Chechens, our guys - yet there are no sketches or maps! The Devil himself couldn't figure things out!" . Suddenly, she smiled naturally and openly at Chopin, placed her hands on his shoulders, and gazed into his eyes. But they poured forth regardless, and she abruptly rose and ran back inside. . He knew that in their hurry, he and Sanya could easily have "overlooked" more than one hideous surprise. She could hardly pass by a single flower that caught her fancy without stooping over to pick it. "Hang on, Little One, hang on! Don't be afraid! I'm your uncle - and a good one! In just a minute our Doctor Aibolit will check you over and give you some candy. " . " .

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"Why the hell did she crawl out there? Look, one "Mines!" warning sign is posted there, and out further is another. "Hey! And just where do you thing you're going? Go back!" .

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And don't be such a bonehead!" .

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