Not a big deal. Moj otac sa svojom majkom popriča povremeno jednom u 3 godine... preko suda. Takođe živi odvojeno od svoje majke. Doduše, ne sa dečkom.. već sa mojom majkom.
You sharpen the human appetite to the point where it can split atoms with its desire; you build egos the size of cathedrals; fiber-optically connect the world to every eager impulse; grease even the dullest dreams with these dollar-green, gold-plated fantasies, until every human becomes an aspiring emperor, becomes his own God...
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