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I am very sorry for the unexpected hiatus. Unfortunately, my life goes through a period of turbulence and I have no idea what is going to happen the very next day. Hell, I can't even predict what will go wrong the next hour. For the readers - please, I ask just a little bit more time to wait. I did not forget about the book, nor am I planning to keep it on hiatus longer than necessary. It's just that there are a lot of things that require immediate attention. It's not every day the world just crumbles around a person within a moment's notice, it's all. So, yeah... Stay safe, people and have a nice day ahead :)
This notice will be deleted the moment I actually get back into the rhythm. If I won't forget, that is...
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501st with kids
Title says all. Enjoy ^^
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