This is all the manuscripts so far, and they were sent out at once, because I can't write anymore. Just one sentence at a time: code words, there is really no hope.

The plot behind is actually nothing, it's just an ordinary urban routine, used over and over again, alas, so be it.

The rivers and lakes are not seen.

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