(A short-story by Azadeh Sepehri)
A man, or even a so-called-man who didn't want to participate in any political wars or protests since 2022, decided to go to Ukraine as a prisoner in 2024, and there to help the land of Ukraine to prosperity.
You can yourself imagine, what comedy actions and what sad and tragic actions he had to witness...
Therefore. I end this short-story here, and wish you a lot of hope, wishes, and most important: ENERGY...
Thank you.
25 February 2024.
The Man Who Killed Me
(A short-story by Azadeh Sepehri, again...)
A man who killed me by promises, sometimes even 24/7/365.
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Thursdays 15 February 2024.
It was raining cats and dogs From Himmel,
And they all said that I have a Pimmel!
Why?!
Because they were all crazy and suffering from Unlimited Stupidity...
Th.Y.
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Thursday 15 February 2024.
Left-Right-Suffering-Ashaming
Reft... Light, Reft... Light...
Maybe it was the guilt of
too much Usage of Renovo Raptops
and KHA-P printers,
or even of unlimited stupidity
which led to too much TRUST...
With Love and Sadness from Western-Europe. Rove is not Love. Yesterday is not tomorrow. Today is not Th-OHmG-day and etc. and etc.
Tuesday, the 13th of February 2024.
