First Snow Page #7

I suppose that this doesn't tell you respect,

nor it is of your responsibility,

my sh*t life.

He/she forces, Jimmy.

He/she gives me one of your ideas.

Blindfold-but.

I betrayed you, yes, Vincent.

I only wanted to leave of that cursed room.

He/she was so much heat.

He/she only wanted water...

Some time you thought

in telling them the truth, Jimmy?

In the prostitute of your life?

Any elaborated outline

of money laundering,

no, only two "foreigners"

stupid all passed.

You could have told them that after

you have drunk the dirt of the water.

He/she was afraid of the caraas.

They were only those times that

I had him/it to memorize.

"I will hire a lawyer, Vincenzo.

The best. I will remove you of that hell."

What did to the plan happen?

"Not to look back", was that?

A man sinks in quicksands...

No the pontapeies in the teeth, Jimmy!

You catch him/her the hand and you try to pull him/it.

It is as my mother.

I passed there, two days ago,

it hurt my head,

everything that I wanted was to sleep

and she calls mine

agent of the conditional.

She is to die, Vince.

- She wants that you...

- It silences me that mouth!

She wants you to straighten.

My mother is not to die.

I have 50 thousand dollars in the car.

I have 50 thousand dollars in the car for you.

Do I take you outside of here, yes?

I take you where you want to go.

Always a salesperson.

Still to try what can...

...to negotiate your exit

of a critical situation?

No, I am not.

That is as throwing a leaning one fast

for who is to bleed to the death.

It is not a bribe, Vince.

I want to help you.

It is too late.

I already bled everything.

I have been trying to correct the things,

but I feel so alone.

Me Corri-me inside.

And you appear of the anything...

...and it is as if everything

it was to go to the place, mine.

As if everything was planeado.

He/she lifts you.

He/she lifts you!

He/she walks here.

They put me with a cell companion...

How is it that the brute called himself?

Once, after dinner,

Rottie attacks his/her guard and

it picks him/her the.38, as this here,

and he has the guard, well close to him,

just as us at this time.

And he screams in the porra of the harvest:

"Back!"

I will leave of here or this

pig takes with a candy.

Then, finally, the guards attack him/it.

Old Rottie, he pulls the trigger,

and the candy raisin for the skulls of the two,

he/she will stop in a board of dinner,

to 100 meters of distance.

The idiot broke out with

their own insides.

No!

Don't move.

He/she lowers you.

It puts you of knees.

Jesus Cristo!

What is he/she/you going you in the thought, Jimbo?

It is not what had in mind.

Me and you partner.

Two rabbits with a wallop.

A death without pain.

We will make here one equips

in the next world, did you know?

- Imparvel.

- Don't make this.

But we have to stay united,

from now on.

We will enter in the car.

To maintain united.

No, no, not...

That is better.

Don't have fear of anything.

Are you ready?

Don't make this, Vince, go there.

- Are you ready?

- Vince, Vincent..

- I see you in the next world, "hombre."

- Vincent, go there, Vincent!

treacherous Highways

on this night, personal.

in the morning, we can be the

to look for 25 centimeters of snow.

The temperatures here, in the High Desert,

they begin to lower until the 7 degrees,

for that, take my piece of advice,

Mice of the Desert.

they Diffuse in a bottle, catch in the

your love and stay home this night.

Lonely Wolf, for you,

in directo of the Rdio Cemitrio...

This highway that you travel...

...you entered in her.

On this same night...

...He chose this.

does THE man create his/her destiny, right?

But nothing makes the gods to laugh more.

last night, the fort nevo complained

his/her first victim in the freeway 14,

after a camio to have lost him/it

I control in the cold highway,

killing the driver instantly

of the vehicle that proceeded in the north sense,

in a front collision.

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