Little Yurt on the Steppe

On the road to Cyberia I took a wrong turn and ended up on the Great Eastern Plains. Fortunately, a group of Khalkha nomads took me in and taught me the secrets of life on the steppe. Now, I sit in my yurt, eating mutton dumplings and drinking a weak milk tea as I recount my tales of this Mongolian life.

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Desire

The promise of 160 liters of Czech beer would motivate me to win Euro 2004. If only I could somehow sneak onto to Czech squad and get to take advantage of the offer.

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