malenky

Even the music I liked to slooshy in my own malenky den what what I would have smecked at before, brothers.

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No, it is not just like being an animal so much as being one of these malenky toys you viddy being sold in the streets, like little chellovecks made out of tin and with a spring inside and then a winding handle on the outside and you wind it up grrr grrr grrr and off it itties, like walking, O my brothers.

Where's the show? John Myles Aavedal 2010

The veck who brought it was the one who'd led me to this malenky bedroom when I came into the mesto, and he said:

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A malenky bit of a rest first, yes, and a quiet think on the bed to the sound of lovely music.

Where's the show? John Myles Aavedal 2010

Being young is like being like one of these malenky machines.

Where's the show? John Myles Aavedal 2010

From inside this malenky cottage I could slooshy the clack clack clacky clack clack clackity clackclack of some veck typing away, and then the typing stopped and there was this chelloveck's goloss calling: "What is it, dear?"

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I thought how I would have a malenky bit longer in the bed, an hour or two say, and then get dressed nice and easy, perhaps even having a splosh about in the bath, make toast for myself and slooshy the radio or read the gazetta, all on my oddy knocky.

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There was nothing in my bedroom except a bed and a chair and a light, so I ittied next door to this veck's own room, and there I viddied his wife on the wall, a bolshy blown-up photo, so I felt a malenky bit sick remembering.

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While I was doing this, a malenky little dwarf of a veck ittied in, selling the morning's gazettas, a twisted and grahzny prestoopnick type with thick glasses on with steel rims, his platties like the colour of very starry decaying currant pudding.

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So then I got real bezoomny and lashed out, though I could not viddy all that horrorshow, there being only this malenky little red light outside on the landing.

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