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pana la Soroca ramase doar 6 km... Nourul negru ce ne insotise tot drumul de la Chisinau se innegrise rau se astepta grindina... Asa ne-am inteles noi ca daca furtuna se porneste mai devreme apoi oprim limuzina si asteptam... Dar n-am dovedit noi si s-a oprit o limuzina... Plecati nu-i voie sa stati... Si am plecat... Si furtuna ne-a ajuns si acum iata stam la mijloc de drum... Ii ajunul alegerilor si misinua parlamentarii pe drum...
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