\" Michelle announced proudly, crossing her arms across her chest jovially, all eyes fixed upon her. "What have you got there in your breast—a stone? Is there blood or water in your veins?" The dam broke, but not with violence. Would that a certain major might cast upon her such a look. The hangman is always an object of peculiar detestation to the mob, a tremendous hooting hailed his appearance, and both staves and swords were required to preserve order. Recollect, he's chained to the ground by a great horse-padlock, and is never unloosed except when he comes to that hatch. You are my prisoner, murderer.
Video ID: TW96aWxsYS81LjAgQXBwbGVXZWJLaXQvNTM3LjM2IChLSFRNTCwgbGlrZSBHZWNrbzsgY29tcGF0aWJsZTsgQ2xhdWRlQm90LzEuMDsgK2NsYXVkZWJvdEBhbnRocm9waWMuY29tKSAtIDMuMjIuNDEuMjM1IC0gMjEtMDktMjAyNCAwODoyMToyMCAtIDE5NTk1MjY3NzY=
This video was uploaded to thenextfuture.net on 16-09-2024 16:45:38
Related resources: Ref1 - Ref2 - Ref3 - Ref4 - Ref5 - Ref6 - Ref7 - Ref8 - Ref9 - Ref10 - Ref11 - Ref12 - Ref13