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Apparently the fragment had some memories of its own tactical work. But there was no way Johanna could explain Vendacious's reasoning to it. "Don't worry, we will make it okay." "You sure? You promise?" Johanna smiled gently at what was left of a rather nice fellow. "Yes. I promise." "Ah-ah-ah.... Okay." Now all three had their muzzles stuck into stew bowls. This was one of the lucky ones, really. It showed plenty of interest in what went on around it. Just as important, it had childlike enthusiasms. Pilgrim said that fragments like this could grow back easily if they were just treated right long enough to bear a puppy or two. She pushed the cart a few meters further, to the fenced square that was the symbolic corral for a singleton. There was a faint odor of shit in the air. Some of the singletons and duos were not housebroken; in any case, the camp latrines were a hundred meters away. "Here, Blacky. Blacky?" Johanna banged an empty bowl against the side of the cart. A single head eased up from behind some root bushes; sometimes this one wouldn't even do that much. Johanna got on her knees so her eyes weren't much higher than the black-faced one. "Blacky?" The creature pulled himself out of the bushes and slowly approached. This was all that was left of one of Scrupilo's cannoneers. She vaguely remembered the pack, a handsome sixsome all large and fast. But now, even "Blacky" wasn't whole: a falling gun had crushed his rear legs. He dragged his legless rear on a little wagon with thirty centimeter wheels... sort of like a Skroderider with forelegs. She pushed a bowl of stew toward him,Beats by dr.dre, and made the noises that Pilgrim coached her in. Blacky had refused food the last three days, but today he rolled and walked close enough that she could pet his head. After a moment he lowered his muzzle to the stew. Johanna grinned in surprised pleasure. This hospital was a strange place. A year ago she would have been horrified by it; even now she didn't have the proper Tinish outlook on the wounded. As she continued to pet Blacky's lowered head, Johanna looked across the forest floor at the crude tents,HIIT 15 ClassStretch 10 Class, the patients and parts of patients. It really was a hospital. The surgeons did try to save lives,mbt baridi,mbt bomoa brown, even if the medical science was a horrifying process of cutting and splinting without anesthetics. In that regard,mbt clearance, it was quite comparable to the medieval human medicine that Johanna had seen on Dataset. But with the Tines there was something more. This place was almost a spare parts warehouse. The medics were interested in the welfare of packs. To them, singletons were pieces that might have a use in making larger fragments workable, at least temporarily. Injured singletons were at the bottom of all medical priorities. "There's not much left to save in such cases," one medic had said to her via Pilgrim, "And even if there was, would you want a crippled, loose-bonded member in your self?" The fellow had been too tired to notice the absurdity of his question. His muzzles had been dripping blood; he'd been working for hours to save wounded members of whole packs. Besides, most wounded singletons just stopped eating and died in less than a tenday. Even after a year with Tines,Beats by Lady Gaga (Bright Chrome) High Performanc, Johanna couldn't quite accept it. Every singleton reminded her of dear Scriber; she wanted them to have a better chance than his last remnant had. She had taken over the food cart and spent as much time with the wounded singletons as she did with any of the other patients.

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like stealth, and not very loving to speak in the group are beginning to call their own children
uncle or aunt of the

not so cynical, and when faced injustice, will tell themselves,ナイキ エアマックス, our society is This
I have found each ~ I know, I'm old ... ...
80 after the unspoken rules of life:
can not watch TV, but the computer is a necessity jumped out
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dozens of pieces never know where the money is spent, not how to eat, not how to wear


negative, refuse to grow up. Do not like to be that mature.
Acquaintance in front of a word chatter,エアマックス24-7, before the silent stranger
there must be a hobby is sleeping
all day long soak in the Internet, do not know what to do. 80 most frequent word is



topic of weight loss is constant and action
hungry, eat regular breakfast, lunch and eat together
typing was quite inaccurate, but still playing Soon
12:00 rarely sleep before



anything can be The proud. (I've never singing tone)
think that other people can not understand themselves and others as a reason for disdain



80 after we have a lot of dreams,air max, Some of the realization of the burst.
80 after us,My lovely life - Qzone log, some famous, some unknown .
80 after we had struggled a loss, or survive.
80 after we withdrew the wisdom of youth,Holidays end so soon ~ hey ~ - Qzone log, young and tender, began to adapt to the community of nations.

our hearts are well aware, we have experienced too much.

family love and cooperation in the sub-sub-sub friendship and cooperation and cooperation

was desperate to have sought, and later become worthless.
blocking things parents had, until his injury,
came to understand, the parents turned out to be right.
have asked yourself many times why alive? Later, have been too lazy to think about the meaning of life.
had for love can not be properly read, and later left to work for love.
now Remember the first dream? Or, how many people have stuck to their youth when the dream.
at home, the parents of our obedience,エアマックス2011, out of the house, our social obedience.
could not understand things will gradually get used to, do not know this habit is good or bad?
I do not even know my dreams to be?
But one thing is certain, will not make some wild teenage dream.
80 we learned after the silence -
80 accept their fate after we know -
80 after we are no longer frivolous -
80 after we have become the backbone of society -
but 80 We are more and more sad after - 80 lonely after we know is our best friend -
80 after we like in their own world, their own space, their own thinking in the exciting draw what you want -
meet up with friends no longer chattered -
colleagues to listen to gossip and not a smile in that opinion -
will meet the weak or distressed, or will it help and will not complain about social injustice -
injury to know that they hide in a corner of the wound healing -


80 we think we can do after the calm and Xiaokan life -
but met Many later only to find everything but we think we can protect yourself with a mask -
fact, we are vulnerable -
fact,エアマックス95, we are so vulnerable -
Actually, we just pretend to be strong! -

80 later we still have a dream -
no longer just a childhood dream so pure, so beautiful, so do not care about gains and losses -
It is a dream with all the money, status, linked to the dream -
may not understand people will say why even dream that forces -
Maybe we will not argue in language -
But in my heart will comfort themselves -
society is such -
This is the stark reality! -

80 after the changes we know we can not only adapt to this environment, the environment -
80 after we know had nothing to do inaccessible - br> 80 after the young and frivolous, we will not be leaving here that the Lord, God of its own to stay at -
because 80 is not so suspicious of us after the King go to the new environment! -

80 after we have nothing to fear, but also has great sense of obligation -
also been Hupenghuanyou out of trouble, and has also been said that the rhetoric - br> also used to think he is the leader of this society -
had also been rebellious, but also have been arrogant -
also used to think you can change this reality -
have also been ... ...
it only once ever -
now 80 of us grow up, mature -
more and more low-key -
more and more anxious the -
more and more afraid -
feel more and more niche, and people farther and farther away from their own,用人之道!