1TV PODKAST July 3, 2024
Is up, the die is cast the hour has struck, the luggage of spoons, the harvest of the catch, the time has come to flow like a river and the sand will fall in yellow flames. But keeping track of the dead cards with an evil hope burns out in fear the tooth of the gears, whose calculation is ringing directly, as if a watch on the clock from a snack is not being handed out, guarding a waste of watches in case of waste, everyone will be able to believe. Everyone will get enough sleep. Its too late to hide behind the door. The speech is dark, melancholy, indistinct, something for the wind to play wi...