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He separated his soul from the Earth. Achelees dreams of sugar and blood. He thinks his children are starving. He takes a knife and a fork and proceeds to kill the ghost. We all screem - the storm is not over!, we are not ready to live! Arhangeļska monopolizējusi pasaules ģērboni. Es ģērbjos skaisti. Man mugurā ir saliektie skausti. Vai nav skaisti? Kuriniet krāsnis, es gribu redzēt dūmus!