Grün! Was für eine famose Idee!
Doch, doch... nein, nicht die andere. Der Anzug, der Anzug ist uns das letzte Kleidungsstück, welches uns Freiheit leben lässt, selbst wenn man es auf den ersten Blick nicht glauben mag.
Es ist so: Der Mensch im Anzug, respektive Hosenanzug (wie es ja heißt), hat nichts zu befürchten.
Er kann Verbrechen sein, aber auch Verantwortung.
Green had not thought of it. Because Green was about to form. He had picked up this idea and found it quite interesting.
It has recently come more often come to light that this is really pathological features, not the old small-small, no, the loss of the actuality had prevailed, the eyes turned away too often and the solution approaches that Green himself had found them in a very short time become more and repeating clips so that they become irrelevant. There were only ideas, there were ideas become.
But then again, it did come to incidents where Green would have wished to have served any use, and whether a weapon. He had none.
So there were only rigid eyes and lips. trembled a little, but more important was that they were not as moving as they should, that they left no room for lute and it happened again. And the Green speechless, was stayed.
Green had certainly can control it all, but then, it would have also to regulate everyone else, with a few shots left and right in the middle, just would not have been justified, Instead, it went on. The wise people of Nuremberg.
Green was once again all alone and then and then ... then he would indeed can get help. What he did what he did well. The fact that the eye color changes. The fact that the task changes.
[Green was placed on that day alone. He spoke with a girl that was a woman. Green was in touch with his job better than his job. Green was still fond of the idea that he had an idea.]
Green has spat at the end because it was just a little too dull.
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