i want to kill akbar pousti, the servant of god. you didn't tell me the real name. you didn't tell me that you had read that i wanted to call dodi's phone number. you came in front of me. i missed your punch . it happened in the morning and he was sitting or entering, you go, we spend the week, he shoots in the movie, it was as simple as that, and another one was a lie, the name of the secondary martyr , you know, but they are in the shop, the secondary martyrdom comes in their blood, they die in the morning, go to my shop, inside the shop with his colleague, and wait. they went to clean the shop two years ago. i was busy with a lady who bought a network to change it and return to the customer . i felt like a leather lamp in the decor of a turkish shop. now i haven't seen this person in a while i turned around and looked at the back of the camera. i saw mr. bash. i asked when they were wearing it. he put it inside. what can be attached? it was patched and we were working with seasonal jeans that we didn't notice. when i turned around, i went back to the exit. they w