Last Sunday I was tired.
Last Sunday I was very tired.
Last Sunday I was exhausted and I went early to bed.
I went early to bed and I fell asleep quickly.
I fell asleep quickly because I was very tired.
I was fast asleep when I saw myself in a polling place.
I saw myself enter a polling booth with twelve ballot papers.
Alone in the polling booth, I held twelve ballot papers.
I had to choose one of them, and I knew for who I wanted to vote.
I knew for who I wanted to vote, but I didn’t find the good ballot paper.
I didn’t find the good ballot paper because they were all the same. Twelve identical ballot papers that I didn’t want.
I was cooped in a polling booth with twelve identical ballot papers.
I was cooped, I was hot, I was sweating, I was pouring with sweat and always the same head on the ballot papers.
I was terrified and poured with sweat, then I awoke.
I woke up at 7 o’clock.
At 7 o’clock there is the news at the radio.
Listening to the news, I realized that the nightmare was only starting.
The true filmaholic hears a song from the soundtrack and knows exactly where it comes in during the film.
He, along with the other townspeople, watches the beautiful theater being demolished.
This film continues a trend in fashionable CSI-CIA-crime composing deficiencies
in knowledge of the fundamental concepts of know-how and that i guess it should
not hassle lots of individuals even so for me your entire plot appeared instead forced.
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Elections in Europa: A bad sleep
Last Sunday I was tired.
Last Sunday I was very tired.
Last Sunday I was exhausted and I went early to bed.
I went early to bed and I fell asleep quickly.
I fell asleep quickly because I was very tired.
I was fast asleep when I saw myself in a polling place.
I saw myself enter a polling booth with twelve ballot papers.
Alone in the polling booth, I held twelve ballot papers.
I had to choose one of them, and I knew for who I wanted to vote.
I knew for who I wanted to vote, but I didn’t find the good ballot paper.
I didn’t find the good ballot paper because they were all the same. Twelve identical ballot papers that I didn’t want.
I was cooped in a polling booth with twelve identical ballot papers.
I was cooped, I was hot, I was sweating, I was pouring with sweat and always the same head on the ballot papers.
I was terrified and poured with sweat, then I awoke.
I woke up at 7 o’clock.
At 7 o’clock there is the news at the radio.
Listening to the news, I realized that the nightmare was only starting.
France, EUROPA
The true filmaholic hears a song from the soundtrack and knows exactly where it comes in during the film.
He, along with the other townspeople, watches the beautiful theater being demolished.
This film continues a trend in fashionable CSI-CIA-crime composing deficiencies
in knowledge of the fundamental concepts of know-how and that i guess it should
not hassle lots of individuals even so for me your entire plot appeared instead forced.