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— Навіщо це тобі одній?
— Ти мене чорствою називаєш?! Мене? Це ти спочатку забув про засоби безпек— Ти спершу забув про заощадження, потім про всі пристойності, а тепер привів до мене вагітну й вимагаєш більшу кімнату!

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