Digi The Killer's
An F9 in Your Life
How life is only on the sidelines Enter. If not Enter, we will return to the Cancel box. ., and we can save with F1. Opening with F2, drawing effects with F4, F5, F6, and F7. Living just to save everything is enough with F9 features. Even if there is less in life, we just push the insert button. Insert something inside and hiudp we will be more complete.
And if we don't like anything that came before, we'll push the delte button. That's the most real life on optical fiber. Everything becomes possible. Because everything is what we think and what we do in our optical fibers. Because, remembering or forgetting something at this time does not depend on psychiatric conditions, but on questioning whether we want to remember it or forget If we want to remember it, if we want to remember it, so we turn the data on in the folders we make, put in the boxes that are provided, and since iu we can say that we remember everything.
As a memory, which consists of a long story, we do not have to go from the beginning to get the storyline in the middle or last quarter, or even the last part of the fold. The combination of the Ctrl and end buttons gives you a swipe to open the file at the end of the page. Ctrl and Home at the beginning of the page. With the combination of buttons, we can cut the flow of time, save energy, and provide more possibilities with space mobility.
Thus, life can actually be summarized in a flat field that has different functions. And the incorporation of each function will give a result that is different from the previous functions.
Then my body rang once more. Lazily, Ergo opened it. But then his eyes widened to read the message on my screen.
How is Ramesses II? I don't want you to leave the details of Ramses' statue's journey from the old place to the new place. The plan is to put your writing on the front page, three columns plus a photo.
Pimred_Samui's
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24/08/2020, 11:27:25
Chest gasped. His cornea stopped moving, his lips clenched, his breathing slowly blowing. Ergo opened it not wanting to reply. Instead he will reply with language that pleases him. Sure. Because his fate in the future determined the editor-in-chief even though he knew Pimred was a bit less intelligent, just now he punched a thrombol reply, suddenly the screen closed. Like extinguished. Some moments. Just contact Ergo confusion, But it was not long, Ergo's face was getting stronger armpits on the dark monitor was then split with a beam, which then opened the door. This was accompanied by music that had never been heard before. It comes from the collision of stones, and the loud sound of trees. Like the blues, but with a very slow rhythm, sepetri want to emphasize the element that is sounding, the long rhythm was then ended when the screen was really open, and in the middle of the screen then written clearly.
THE WELCOME TO KING RAMSES ZONE
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TIME.SPOT.MESSAGE.SPOT.RAMES 1500 BC
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I want to just follow up on the outline spoken by Pimredmu. You have to really pay attention to my transfer process, so my goal is clear: to be remembered as a welcome king, The king who never hurt the little people You should ignore that little thing called a cell phone, because it turns his mind into a similar alphabet and a numeral, That ridiculous scrap metal will bewitch you into a monster. Back when I reigned, around the 13th century BC, I was always being dragged by monsters written in the hieroglyphs. We call it the monster hieroglyphs because people of that time liked to write everything with shapes similar to images. Even in the form of pictures, they really want to speak.
If the hieroglyphic monster ever lived in Ancient Egypt, then I want to say that now this will live the word monster: sign monster; mobile phone monster; tech monster; which one you choose and best suits you. I remind you once again. I warn you once more before I use my power as king. Greetings from Ramesses Palace.
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TIME.SPOT.MESSAGE.SPOT.RAMES 1500 BC
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Then the music Ergo never listened to softly. Very slow. At the same time, the bright screen suddenly narrowed, like a door that was about to close. The music continued to play while the background was completely closed and the music stopped. The screen then became dark. In a matter of three details, the screen then returned as usual. Like nothing happened.
Ergo is not doing anything. Even when the screen was dark the first time he had pressed the esc button. Maybe there is a wrong push until another menu appears. But that stuff doesn't work. Then he squeezed Ctrl-Alt-Del to start all the programs in my body. But what's going on? The music continued to go on and the picture of the screen that was opening was like not knowing there was a hand that pressed any button. Ergo's fingers have been slumped here. But it had no effect at all on the activity of those mysterious messages. Sucks. Wait, when he can't do anything with the goods that really are in spite of the full.
Now he faces a message sent by his Pimred back. The screen had indeed changed as it was, but the screen in Ergo's mind was not exactly the same as before. The screen claiming to be Ramses was finally imprinted, never to be removed. But Ergo seemed to struggle to forget the message that made him nervous He just wanted to reply Pimred with a language that was sad, straightforward, easy, understandable, and the important thing was to make him happy.
TEXT:
Yth Mr. Samui, all I do with a spirit of professionalism as a journalist. Detailed images, qualified speakers, prop and cotra witnesses, NGOs, government officials, antiquities experts, fascinating photographs, and, as well as a variety of unique things All of this we will prepare a feature model dish, but with very rich data and an engaging narrative. Every reader who starts researching one initial paragraph will be lured to the last oma point. It was just souvenirs for our newspaper readers, while for Mr. Samui and friends, I have prepared interesting souvenirs. Greetings to all.
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Before being sent, the sentences had been edited three times, maybe something was not in accordance with his wishes, or maybe there was a sentence that was less pleasing in his heart. After really\= is completely steady with that sentence, then the send button was pressed, and in a matter of seconds, the message reached Samui's hand. At least it is indicated by a report sent back from the provider. The sending report was never deleted by Ergo, let alone the message sent to him. Perhaps only one-two were swept away quickly, but it was more because he did not like the content of the message. After a fight with Kana, get a complaint from the reader, there is a sudden editorial meeting, or a message from a publisher who says he cannot publish his book. But more is not removed. Just left piled up. Since it was purchased more than half a year ago, the message has now reached 4623 messages stored in my memory. My memory room is quite spacious can still hold 10,000 times what it is now. Until the apocalypse, the message could still be opened. My body was probably also designed for inscription purposes, which archeologists would probably investigate for two hundred or three years afterwards.