“PAINTED” на польській мові

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namalowany
painted
malowany
painted portrayed
pomalowany
painted
barwiony
colored stained painted dyed coloured

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varicolored multicolored multi-colored pied varicoloured motley particolored particoloured multicolour multicolor calico piebald

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color apply paint to decorate whitewash emulsion gloss spray-paint airbrush

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Every piece of art had been picked by Feyre herself, or painted by her, many of them portraits and depictions of them—her friends, her … new family.

A fat woman sat on a stool behind a scuffed counter which had once been painted gold.

But eventually Crazy spun some ridiculous story about a great tunnel of white stone that ran off under the ground for ever, and how the painted men had found him staggering out of it without the first clue who he was.

” she asked them, her welcoming smile painted on her face as carefully as the kohl around her eyes.

The painted men were as crazy as Crazy.

He had come to New York as a teenager, and even though he’d been killed when Baby Brother was just a tyke, his brothers had painted a colorful picture of their father and made sure that shit was cemented in Baby Brother’s mind.

Apart from that, there was a yellow chaise longue with scrolled arms, squarely in the centre of the room, and an open fireplace with a pillared mantelpiece, painted white.

Across her painted face the expression seemed out of place.

Cassian ran a hand over the painted dresser, marveling.

And maybe he could just go all silver-eyed and disintegrate being thirsty, but Tuuran certainly couldn’t and neither could the painted men – well, probably – and so Tuuran spent half the night shouting at Crazy Mad not to be crazy and the other half yelling at the white-faced men to find someone who actually knew where they were going and to sort out the things commonly used to stave off the various irritating ways to die that deserts tended to throw about in their thoughtless way.

I can’t pace in this living room; I can’t breathe with this low-beamed ceiling pressing down on me, the wood painted black, everything about it belonging to some other version of England.