Prompt: Everything is not on the joint, I'm on the joint. I ran through a hot park, saw fishermen catching swamp bream. A woman with large breasts ran and almost fell, and the bicycles were cut off in their path. But yeah it was fun
Prompt: I saw a road paved with toys, followed it to the burdocks, which could become burdocks because it was cut off. A large pack of dogs sat on the paving stones. But seeing me respectfully missed. Yogis meditate in the park. Another group is warming up to Toy songs, and a summer festival was held near the bakery, a pipe burst and the jet shoots. At the end of all this, 47 crashed into a passenger car. Morning showdowns.
Prompt: I run myself, and sawing trees above my head. Granny says: "Don't go there, the snow will fall on your head, and you will be sick with a knot on the head." Flew further. I marked the heating main, and waited for the sprinkler to refresh the asphalt. Used ear cars are on a trailer. Fresh and stuffy outside at the same time.
Prompt: Before the resort race, jumping into the sea. It is necessary to make a control dive in their native lands. And here everything is fine, an airplane is lying on the ground with linoleum. Witches on broomsticks and samsa with heat and heat. Ready for tomorrow, heat 33 km.
Prompt: Concrete pillars stand in the forest in the future asphalt path. Policemen in green vests stopped the black lightning and asked for documents for flights. Black dog walking on treadmills in different directions
Prompt: Someone left a nightstand with classified documents. The van with the secrets turned into a checkpoint. The communal trail was on the same street. First I crossed a puddle. Then a small ditch, and then floated along the sewer river while Super Mario solved problems underground. At the finish line, someone barked at me, and I flew under the tramp of small children to the finish line.
Prompt: Lightly ran before what will happen tomorrow. The communal trail has become much tougher. For some, it will be beautiful later, but for me there are still obstacles. Well, tomorrow you have to run 10 times more and plus 4 km.
Prompt: Smells like herbs in the morning, great. I noticed that the concrete sarcophagi are crooked and one of them can collapse on me, for example. The biker rushed somewhere forward, the pink tent stands in the green forest. At the end it rained on me.
Prompt: The last day of summer decided to meet hot. Although a very strong wind was blowing around, especially outside the city. But on the other hand, they brought a new batch of Toyotas on an auto transporter. Near the metal warehouse there is a line of cars. A lot of oil was brought by fuel trucks to the plant. Dogs are domestic goats, and dogs are wild kind people. Somewhere in the depths of the earth they dug up the coffin of King Leonidas.
Prompt: Not the best. Trees shower each other with raindrops. They brush off the leaves and that's it. You overcome puddles, stand at a traffic light, a pack of dogs is walking. One is running through the puddles just like me. Others just walk. Small and large umbrellas flash around the area.
Prompt: The puddles swallowed the GPS and the satellite dishes drooped. There are a lot of cars along the serpentine road. Dogs are jumping out of the bushes, there are new roads, and the grandmothers have already rolled out buckets and are selling everything for pickling. The bus dumped people and everyone went to one place, to different paths. Cops at the flowerbed.
Prompt: We got together on a beautiful spring day. The warmth allowed this with Tatiana Krasnova and Vladimir MANOWAR78 and E-800 (Ekaterina Lakomkina) and Semyon. Dima was on a break. The snowstorm is over and the snow is being cleared. It's not easy to be first in a race with Vladimir.
Prompt: Yes, it was frosty, like after blue frost, he lay down on the green grass. And everything froze forever. The sun is waiting for the melting. At the finish line, he plunged into the dungeon and took the artifact from the witch. Bald twigs
Prompt: 800 (Ekaterina Lakomkina) Vladimir MANOWAR78 and I rushed through places in which the spirit of vigor and great freshness was preserved. Great energy and joyful power. The puddle of melted snow remained. But then they disappeared. Vladimir MANOWAR78 started a half marathon. Ufff...
Prompt: In short, the satellite dish disappeared from the signal again. But the joint one went cheerfully, cheerfully and briskly with Baglan Kurmangozhin; he has now run 17 km, and I have run 15 km. The football players interfered with us and there was a cloudy sky from which not a single drop of snow fell.
Prompt: Some chushpans were not in the aisles and did not divide the asphalt. As a result, the asphalt was not laid and now you have to move on the ice. An obstacle course, through the sand, which was placed on the ice, but the ice ran away, through the crazy grandfather, who said boo and wanted to scare me, and through the crystal that stood in the way. At the flower stall they turned on the garlands, which means some women need to buy some flowers.
Prompt: The eggs are ringing like bells. All men and women don't have balls. Because they don't exist. Clarity of the morning. Only an asterisk and a sickle are visible, mowing dead wood for the heavenly rabbit. Along the frosty paths, I ran out to the men who were heatedly discussing. And he sniffed gas at gas stations. I went out through the pies.
Prompt: It’s sad that you want to hang yourself from a tree branch and hang your lifeless body for everyone to see. The roads are snowy, I'm looking for them by touch. Smells like samosa and urine. The path lies through the markets, and they are just opening.
Prompt: Frost and snow, a parade of snow equipment clears mountains of low-calorie cake - snow. Ice reflected in the sunrise. It’s a little dark outside, like it’s the end of the world.
Prompt: I rush by and the lights in those places immediately turn off. The power is magical to move everything in a day. I took a shortcut through the snowdrifts and jumped straight onto the main road. The travelers slowly began to talk.
Prompt: Do not touch, choose different paths. Listen to the roar of the trains, the wall of adventure separating everyone from the gold of MACKENZIE. The trail is done, the asphalt is painted in two. The mud is passable, but you can get through it. And you will go out to the mountains
Prompt: The sun has risen, the sun is shining, the streams are thundering loudly. People march through the village and go straight to the city. And the asphalts are good and the paths are good. Boring clouds everywhere, and closed shops in the early morning. But on the side of the road there is a dismantled sofa, you can sleep by the road. For travelers
Prompt: Single match again, no one. I run like a lone wolf across the deserted snowy steppes. Next to me, another pack of wolves is waving in the wasteland. The dog joined me in the race, but abruptly gave up. Your first steps in this small snowstorm
Prompt: 10 years ago the Mayans predicted the end of the world. 10 years have passed and I'm running alive on the longest night of the year. The Apocalypse remained only in the minds of the Indians. From somewhere in the distance, informational advertising or concert rehearsals played
Prompt: Red, black, red, black. Gentlemen travelers gathered for a run. While the ultrarunners flew far away. We are with Mary. They ran. At a slow pulse pace, they caught up with the clones of Tanya and Alexei. Merry christmas.
Prompt: Along the gray paths of ash and sand I rush into the distance to the big stars. The men scattered frozen snow on different sides. But they worked, others chatted. The police are sleeping, and the gray Audi is standing.
Prompt: The sun is shining and pies, pancakes and buns are baked for bus drivers. Of course, runners are not baked. I go up the hill, the flock is sleeping, a used, but unshakable sheepskin coat lies on the side of the road. It smells of gas and chemicals, production works like clockwork. Somewhere, stronger dogs are humming. At the pipes, the gangsters deal with each other.
Prompt: Good on the street. We have accumulated secret dungeons, soon it will be possible to walk in them with flashlights. You can't see anything for miles around. A bug hit his leg. Teachers and caretakers are repairing the school.
Prompt: Smoke rises from the chimney and acid rain pours small droplets over me. I move between puddles and mud. I hide under the sheets and find myself on asphalt, clumsy people occupy half the road on foot. Na ma
Prompt: Today we ran through the wet park. We saw a lot of mushrooms runners from SpartaKaraganda, KaragandaRun and, of course, BezgRUNIchnykh. I also saw Alexei Podperigora and Omir. Many others, unexpectedly Olga Bel and E-800 (Ekaterina Lakomkina), and Dima Demidkov led us morally supported in a light rain. And I'm glad for that.
Prompt: Went out for a run at the worst time of the day. In the evening. And there they dance lezginka in a cafe under the light of light bulbs, they play rap about the streets and women. It's drizzling rain, which drives you on. The GPS is hidden behind the trees, so the satellites are broken again. And then I ran through the empty market, through garages and a gas station straight to the stadium. I couldn’t find Lekha, so I circled around the stadium and through the autumn leaves to the finish line.
Prompt: In the morning, under the golden yellow leaves, I ran into the autumn. He ruffled the leaves and kicked them. I let pedestrians through, looked at the sale of socks, and across the other side of the street, running through people, I ended up at a concrete fence.
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