Tous les soleils Page #3

I think I smoke gnocchi.

What Aristotle cum suis also

say, there's nothing like tobacco.

Anyone who lives without tobacco,

it is not worth living.

What's wrong with him?

- What Aristotle c. s. say...

There is nothing like tobacco.

Sganarelle, the first company, scene 1.

Dom Juan of Molire.

What do you think?

- We have not had.

Have not had.

And this?

Have you had it?

- How do you get that?

From your room.

Nose you my stuff?

Do I have you on your 15th

lung direction already let go?

It is not mine,

but a friend.

They just take a run with me.

Her parents may not know

she smokes.

And I believe?

Why does he believe me ever?

I Sat

What?

- Repent, rogue...

Mozart, Don Giovanni, final act.

- I know.

Irina, here are the gnocchi

your uncle who loves you.

His hands reached for her breasts.

He felt

how Jennifer leaned back.

Her two breasts,

with fleshy dark nipples...

who proudly founded,

swelled even more.

Her tongue region

along her wet lips...

and slowly she opened her thighs.

Her vision was blurred and on her forehead

beaded sweat.

Mr. Luigi Regazzoni?

Sylvaine Anspak.

I called you yesterday.

Am I interrupting you?

Were you in the bathroom?

Why?

Can I come?

- Of course.

How long you stay in France?

- Al years.

Years? And now you do just one application?

After 'original nationality'

fill 'stateless' in.

What is your country of origin?

- That no longer exists.

But which country is it?

- Italy.

Wait a minute. I thought this was a false

name was. Are you really Italian?

Was.

Seriously. If you Italian

No political asylum.

Why not?

- Italy is a democracy.

A democracy?

Headed by a lifted, formatted,

oversexed potentate...

the media and the economy dominated.

Listen. Hundreds of people are waiting

in really desperate situations.

Is my situation hopeless?

I live for many years as a monk.

Since his coup

Boycott my language.

I live on memories.

Is that so heavenly?

Goodbye, sir.

Be glad I no complaint

if against you.

Yes, go ahead.

But support dictators.

Beautiful work you do

Very nice.

Hi.

Can I have a little of your reach?

I live in your area.

- Oh?

Are you in third grade?

- Yes. Do you?

What's your name?

- Aurelien.

What is this picture?

- Christmas, two years back.

Was he drunk?

- No, happily.

A little more centered. Yes, better.

Less upper body.

So good?

- Yes. And what text?

We say 'teacher' that inspires

trust. But not any subject.

Than 'free'. Then at least he

not married.

Shall we say 'sporty'?

- Very good.

And can dance well.

That is what women like.

I've never seen him dance.

- You do not know everything.

Let me.

How about that?

"Devoid" you say you love animals.

- You sure?

And the end is not...

You want all sluts

of Alsace to reply to the ad?

Let's see...

What do you know about church music

Vivaldi?

The church music...

Vivaldi was a priest.

He was spiritual.

He has a lot of music

composed for the church.

For the churches.

- Such as?

You do not know?

L'estro Armonico.

- Completely wrong.

Never heard of the masterpiece

Juditha triumfans?

Then we keep it at that.

Do not exaggerate.

Sorry, I've studied so hard.

But you know nothing.

You do not deny that?

I blacked out.

I work every night

in order to pay my studies.

My parents threw me out.

If I screwed up this year, I have to stop.

So dramatic it was not bad.

Not enough?

That it is not.

I can shake it. Order by

I go to a sufficient need.

It's messed up.

Thank you.

No, I believe my eyes.

He came to my room

and raped me every night.

What is this?

- Burn money.

But have you done?

- Yeah...

Really?

Imbecile.

Where does it come from?

I can not see.

- Oh, no? Please.

Where does this money come from?

- The Swiss would like more spawn.

Ever? So it's not the first time?

How many envelopes have you burned?

Three or four.

Maybe eight.

- You're not crazy.

And I only show-off

for everyone.

And you burn money.

Hey, I'm talking to you.

It is Swiss money, money is contaminated.

F*** with your preaching.

Themselves do nothing all day.

Burning money!

I had to let you record.

Do I not matter? Ask you never finish

who cooks here?

Who does the housework? Who you

iron shirts and wash your socks?

Do not shout.

- She can get the discount. Do you hear that?

The older you get, the gestoorder.

The money do not grow on the back.

Rotkunst sales anyway.

I have nothing left.

This is Irina, for later.

That stuff can it be stolen.

If one wants to buy Swiss...

I call him now.

If you do, I jump out the window.

Bring yourself ridiculous. Spring

but on second floor. I can laugh.

a garden in the snow

as a footstep covered with print

The hot breath of a beast

waiting at the Willow

The cherry blossom reaches for the moon

the girl whispers

Do you remember?

At first reading thick novels for you.

Then thinner novels.

When short stories,

long poems.

And now haiku.

Soon nothing.

I will not bore you.

I'll be thinking.

I will think of you.

I did not think

that it ever would come to that.

When he brings them back Sunday,

they exit the apartment.

He honks and I'll get them.

He did not even wait

until I'm down.

He goes off right away.

Just imagine...

Was it good?

- Yes.

What I wanted to ask...

If they ever...

As Agathe on...

Do you?

Would you warn me?

Of course.

- Thank you.

Quickly, it is now.

He often goes to choir practice.

Three reactions.

Hello, Gentiluomo. I'd like

to know. Just click on.

Do?

- Yes. Quickly.

No, do not look, you.

Unbelievable.

Disturbed.

Now the second?

Do not look, you.

That is okay.

I read your profile.

If you do not smoke, are a Catholic and...

No, nothing.

And the last?

We are often contradictory, but 'see'

each other. Who sets the first step?

A well-known?

- Throw it in my bed.

In my hat.

- Go ahead.

She seems really interested.

We respond?

Sweet romantic...

What a mess.

Poor people, poor people.

What I said within, exactly right.

An enormous task.

This section should be demolished.

The broken tiles...

the remaining beams,

the lath-and zinc work.

The whole trade.

Goodbye.

- Hello, sir Gatheim.

You have an accent.

You're not from here.

Listen.

You have not paid too much?

- Why?

Just like that. For a chat.

See you, guys.

What a jerk.

Yet another.

There are the others.

Are you okay?

May I introduce:
Eveline.

- Nice.

Jean-Paul, this is Eveline.

Eveline, something sweet?

I have been three pounds

Since I live here.

About two years we can roll.

- What?

Roles, as a barrel.

You think I'm too fat, eh?

No, you're so perfect.

You call that slices?

Do it yourself now.

My TV guide.

- If the fire to be...

I need him to read it.

Great house.

How long have you?

Eighteen years.

Here are the four unsuspecting buyers.

Even in this state is beautiful.

Always think positively.

- Cheers.

What?

- On your roof.

Please, say.

- On our bad weekends.

To Eveline,

Fernando's new girlfriend.

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