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You should have seen the sellers' faces when they read the information from her. Now they no longer looked at the butt of my Glock like it was a toy...
"... E-my!" I said, shocked, when I finally got to the bookstore.
These are my dear ones... weapons reference books... There are so many of you here... Tanks, aviation, navy, small arms and cold weapons, the history of wars... So, well, to properly match the legend, let's take this, and this, and, perhaps, this, and you can even without bread... I also need a proper briefcase, and not some school stuff, but something more serious that would match the jacket...
...In short, very soon the volume of my purchases increased so much that I became like an overloaded packhorse. And the box, it turns out, just opened! I just had to ask for all this to be delivered at home, and I was in agony... I didn't remember my address, though (what a shame!..), but it was quite expected to be listed on my card.
We live, brothers!..
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