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Thank you.
While we were sitting, there was no one to talk to.
He said, oh, my dear, my dear, why did you take the risk of killing me? I went
to find her, like an orphan, sitting on the balcony, all alone.
Why? When she married her daughter, they invited her.
They invited her daughter to protect her. And her daughter's son and her
daughter. She and her daughter are free.
Brothers, enemies, brothers, they don't talk to each other. They were friends.
They were friends.
She gave me the name of her daughter's daughter.
I don't have anything to do with her.
. .
.
. .
. .
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. . . . . .
. .
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. .
She put her foot on her foot and the book fell from her hand and she died.
said, I forgot about it.
The one she was married to.
She was the only one who remained silent and didn't talk.
Subhan Allah.
Yes, everything is fine.
Well,
work. You always work.
Don't you know?
Don't you know?
Don't you know?
Don't you know?
Don't you know?
Don't you know?
Thank you.
There was a man from Egypt, here, around Egypt.
He said, Hamid, read it.
He said, it's a man.
He said, it's a man.
He said, it's a man. He said, it's a man.
He said, it's a
man.
I was still alive.
I was still alive.
Three, two, one, go.
I'm an Egyptian!
I'm an Egyptian!
We'll be right
back.
Thank you.
Thank you.
No.
No.
I don't know.
I
don't
know.
I don't know. I don't know.
One,
one, one.
Thank you.
Thank you.
We can't have that.
Allahu Akbar, Allahu Akbar.
Thank you.
Thank you.
According to the legend, it was here that Jesus once walked on water.
Now this lake is like a bomb that went off.
A hole with shit.
The shit of German -American tourists who eat in Chinese restaurants formed a
layer on the surface of the water.
Now anyone can walk on water and do miracles.
On one side are these gigantic buildings, and on the other side are
I feel like I'm in Udavka, as if I don't have enough of the tight collar of
Arias. You know, I experience a strange closeness with these people.
As if we are tied by the knots of a violent marriage, and the lake is like a
rainbow.
Not long ago, there was nothing on these hills.
Every day at night I stand on the roof and look at the horizon.
At the very edge there is a darker spot, the darkest place in this line of
hills.
I was grabbed by fear.
Fear. to which some kind of spiritual feeling was mixed, as if this dark spot
was the source of my faith.
And now they have reached there, where all the hills are flooded with light.
And here, for me, a couple of disappointments began.
I began to lose faith.
I was not afraid of anything anymore.
Now my world has become small.
They have pushed the boundaries of their world with their strength, and mine has
become small.
Now there is not a drop of darkness in it.
I'll tell you another story. I'll tell you another story. I'll tell you another
story.
I'll tell you another story.
I'll
tell you
another story.
I have 50 pieces of paper. I stand in the same line. First, I read the sign on
the place where they sell books. Then on the place where they sell books. Then
on the general committee.
Then on the general committee. Then on the general committee. Then on the
general committee. Then on the
general committee.
What is Istanbul like?
Two years later, four years later, I wrote a story about Istanbul.
I thought I would tell you a story about a young man, an adventurer, a tall girl
with long eyes.
Listen to me. I'm going to tell you a story about Istanbul. Don't forget your
time. Istanbul is the city's appearance. What is it like in the world? What is
it like in the world? We are 15.
We left our town and went to Lebanon. We stayed in Al -Nasri.
The Israeli and Palestinian movement came together with Tassili. He was a big
man. We welcomed him. We got close to him. After we met, after we
cried and after we surrendered, Tassili told me a story about Istanbul.
I looked him in the eyes.
Human views don't change.
His eyes don't change.
Everything changes in him, but his eyes don't change.
He said, Tassili, I want to tell you a story that you will never forget.
It's about Istanbul, the beginning of the world.
We were 15 minutes away from the city center. The food was in a bag.
I had five minutes to leave the food and go to sell books. I cut my hair. I sold
my clothes. I went to the park. There was a white carpet. It was full of
flowers. It was full of flowers.
I took it in my hand. I ate it. I ate it. I ate it. I ate it. I ate it. I ate
it. I ate it.
Istanbul, nothing but it.
chapter the coffee
Why did you get to know each other when we were together?
Why did you get to know each other when we were together?
Listen to your heart, you will know the truth.
Listen to your heart, he will know the truth.
Between me and you, my love.
Why did you get to know each other when we were together?
Why did you get to know each other...
Thank you.
This land is a land of conflict since the beginning.
So we can't... There's not a period of... No, there's not. Absolutely not.
can't consider... If you imagine, if you mix these different approaches, both
sociological and religious,
you have here the summary of one of the most complex situations that we
can observe today on the planet.
That's what's interesting.
That's what's interesting, but you know, it's extremely tiring, and after a
while, we don't understand anything anymore.
I have to tell you that at the beginning, I had the impression of
In the first years, they tell you, that's it, there was this aspect, and
aspect, and so on.
And then, the more you advance in the knowledge of the different factors that
constitute the complexity of the phenomenon, the more you realize that it
explicable.
And all that you will do, all that you will say, will be interpreted.
They consider me like my father.
We are Arabs.
We have our habits and traditions.
So I learned a lesson.
In her country, with her family.
She sits until she gets the halal that she wants.
And you, by God's will, are tall and beautiful.
Her father is 22 years old.
So what do we do?
She got married.
And she lived on her own. And she learned. And she is a teacher as well.
And the youth today are learning.
They learn by teaching their children.
But you girls today, you're singing in the wrong way.
I'm not going to blame you.
From the first time I saw you, I liked you.
You're a fool, and you have to be a halal girl.
And you're also very arrogant.
I'm complaining about you. If it's about you, I'll give you a kiss on the cheek.
Adain Aktuali? Who are you speaking to?
My name is Adan. I want to ask you about your apartment.
Who is Adain Aktuali?
What a beautiful name. What is this name?
Arab. They really don't listen to you.
Thank you.
Adain Aktuali?
No, sorry, Adan, but not yet.
Hello, please come to the apartment.
Yes, yes, the apartment is still virtual, but not now, it's late.
Maybe tonight?
Not tonight either, come to my house and keep Shabbat.
I arrived very early, do you think he'll have a problem with the Arabs?
Yes, listen, he has children, it's a different world view. I believe he wants
raise his children on his own way. Please come to the apartment. Finally,
finally, a Russian who speaks Hebrew.
How do you see yourself?
Not Russian.
Not Russian?
You have a ticket. What does it have to do with me?
I'm talking to Adan.
Adan? What kind of name is that? What was it?
It's not Jewish, right?
No.
We have now with us the cinematic director, Elie Clement, who has come
his choice in New York.
He has chosen the country as a location to shoot his new film, Peace.
We will ask him to repeat and tell us about the rights of the film, about the
secret methods that he will use, and some things about the speciality of the
cinematic language in this new film.
Hold on, hold on.
No, no, let me just... I'll talk to you later.
Hello. Yes.
Yes. Hello, hello, hello.
What?
I'm sitting here with my friends.
What?
Yes. Hello.
Yes. You can continue with us. Wait.
I'm not allowed to talk. I'll talk to you later.
I'm not allowed to talk. I'm not allowed to talk.
Thank you very much.
. . . .
. . . .
Recitation of Surah Al -Fatihah
Thank you.
Al -Fatiha.
After we fill the puddle, we pull the wire from here to the front.
That's it.
One for all and one for all.
Connect the line.
Good.
Chug, chug, chug.
Chug, chug, chug.
Chug,
chug,
chug.
... ...
Chow, chow, chow.
Chow, chow, chow.
You didn't cook, come in.
Harfanta, we cooked it, come in.
We're waiting for you in white and blue, return to the cellar.
End.
One to five, come in.
Five to one, hear me, come in.
Six small to the left of the cellar, sounds of explosion at number eight,
in.
One to all, a traveling ship, come in.
Horeb L'Dardar, receiving a device from the direction of Colonel Hamra.
What a movie, the end.
. .
.
Shalom.
Orev Lechad, I have reached Sultan Saliman and am gathering for a meeting
Sina. Come.
Wait for my order.
End.
All hands to reach the area quickly.
Pass.
To the Blue Eye, GAN 1.
To the Blue Eye, GAN 1.
See it in the clouds of peace.
See it in the clouds of peace.
All hands to reach the area quickly.
Pass.
To the Congo Station, GAN 1. To the Congo Station, GAN 1.
Shalom. Shalom.
Shalom. Shalom. Shalom. Shalom. Shalom. Shalom. Shalom. Shalom. Shalom. Shalom.
Shalom.
Shalom.
Kola yakhidot bayidhor linkoma erwa miyad.
. . . .
. .
.
Let's go.
Let's go.
Let's
go.
Let's go.
To the Congolese shops, I'm here.
Jerusalem is not special.
Goodbye.
To the Congolese shops.
Otlo is not here.
Otlo is not here either.
Goodbye.
To all the guests, and to the name of a change, we will now hear a song.
Shalom.
Thank you.
I'm coming now.
I'm coming to reward them.
First, we take Manhattan.
Then we take Berlin.
I'm guided by a signal in the heaven.
I'm guided by the earth lock. I'm
guided by the beauty
of our weapons.
First, we take Manhattan.
Then we take our beds.
people.
We are on the ride.
He said, yes, yes. I said, yes, yes. He said, yes, yes.
He said, yes, yes.
He said, yes, yes. He said, yes, yes.
Bye.
Bye. Bye.
Shabbat Shalom
Shabbat
Shalom
Thank you.
Thank you.
Thank you.
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