lt;pgt;American pros

Martin grumbled and shifted to the other side, the damaged foam pad sunken into a crater, soft as one of Dani's giant balloons, cradling his most vulnerable areas.,"Go pray to God for a miracle," Elena shrugged. There's no cheap sympathy among paupers.,"Damn it!" Martin groaned, a headache coming on. Hell's own poor souls, afflicted with incurable diseases.。