And when hearing or reading pavlov we think about the guy, dogs, the bell and feeding.
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And when hearing or reading pavlov we think about the guy, dogs, the bell and feeding.
Than she can rest knowing that maybe long after she is dead, billionaires will trade in her paintings and hoard them in tax free zones at airports as ways to hide their money from the IRS.
They will manage a farm and crack the whip ofc.