Christopher Lawrence McNamara. HIGHLANDER

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"All the days that Adam lived
It was nine hundred thirty years ... "
. (Gen. 5; 5)



Getting started infancy time. That's when we came. We ...
Then, realizing himself, feeling the strength and felt the call of the infinite
Way, we silently marched through the centuries. Armed with heavy anger, we walked
further and further, plunging into sweltering jungles human. In this
future kaleidoscope transparent ghostly destinies we lived her secret
life and trying to get together. Even when we left very little,
we stubbornly went towards each other. There were ...
And not only were. We fought to the last man.
Let no one for a long time, like us, did not appear among the people - we
We are fighting to the last man, to the end, up to the present time.



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Bright flashes of blinding lightning struck in the eye. It seemed,
Spectators like grain from the bursting of the bag now will rush to the crowded
stands on a snow-white lit the square ring, languishing under
incendiary pa leggy blondes with scarlet and blue collars in
hands.
Cheerful commentator sat comfortably in his chair, adjusted
sparse shiny hair and raised it to a thin crimson lips black sponge
microphone.
The music stopped. Slowly extinguished the lamp, and the girl obediently disappeared
in the darkness of the hall. From the ceiling down a narrow blue ray.
- Ladies and Gentlemen! - Solemnly commentator, and his face
sunny smile shone. - Today - though, as always - our old,
battered "Madison" is full again. I will not keep you in vain
useless chatter, I will only say that today, in this beautiful
Evening you will be able to see what we have all been waiting for, and that in itself
is a miracle. So, the season finale among the heavyweights!
Hall quickened, faltered, choked with enthusiastic cries of the rostrum.
Respectable audience exulted, anticipating pleasure.