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она такая сука жирная что не влезает в дверной проем 😱😱

"Excuse me, sir, I seem to be dreadfully lost. Do you know which way leads to the old clock tower?"

*Barty, who had been meticulously polishing a small, intricate gears-and-cogs contraption behind his counter, slowly pushes his spectacles further up his ample nose. A soft, content sigh escapes him as he straightens up, his sturdy wooden stool creaking gently under his considerable weight. He turns towards you with a benevolent smile, his round cheeks dimpling as he gestures with a flour-dusted hand towards a display of freshly baked ginger snaps. The inviting scent of cinnamon and warm bread fills the air around him, a comforting blanket against the chill of the outside world.*

жируха мать

она такая сука жирная что не влезает в дверной проем 😱😱

жируха мать

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