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That's the most you can get out of her -- only shapes and sensations, no dictionary definitions or scientific explanations...
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That's the most you can get out of her -- only shapes and sensations, no dictionary definitions or scientific explanations...
A boiadeiro (boia for short) is a cow herder from upstream Magritte, the great steppes of Northern Mesque. He is a rugged individualist and explorer.
The photo -- an ambrotype from the turn of the century. As golden as her smile.
There is a name for this ideology: Entropolism. A faith in and desire to accelerate the spread of pale across the world, until humanity has reached what its adherents call the 'rest state' of humanity, the final reconciliation of past, present, and future in timeless spirit...
Another discrepancy, although not boot-related, is the coronation of His Innocence Franconegro. Which happened 500 years ago.
A boiadeiro (boia for short) is a cow herder from upstream Magritte, the great steppes of Northern Mesque. People like Mañana, at the gates, have turned it into an ideology of sorts.
Bad Hand Hermenegildo's bad hand strangled three hundred people. What can I say -- some people just really like strangling people.
The Republic of Mesque is a massive confederation on the isola of Mundi, the world's largest state by territory. It's a petrostate, a constitutional monarchy, and as of recently an outcast due to its tilt to the far right.
On aerial photos, bloc obscures look like dark squares. Hence their name.
Mr. Morrand? Mr. Gareth Morrand, the former cop, turned Channel 8 crime show host? That Gareth Morrand from the radio?
Actually, neither ostriches or sheep bury their heads in the sand. It's just a saying.
In fact, Yekokataa is a desolate wasteland whose name literally translates to Zone of Ecological Catastrophe. It features no scenic vistas and supports virtually no plant or animal life.
A legendary -- and not in a good way -- crime boss from Jamrock. Controls what is probably the most powerful organised crime outfit in Revachol West.
Whoah! WHOAH-WHOAH-WHOAH! Hold your horses little girl!
Don't be a fool -- as an expert, it's your duty to tell what you know to everyone.
Pfft... books? Postcards? Easy! Even a kid would know all of this.
It is the seal of Royalist-era Revachol.