on Thursday, somewhere starts to fly around music ... as I open the window to hear it to 2 o'clock. I do not know where and what, and the music hits as Fleszar hehe, Air Supply and Mary. it's probably a bar .... music is not my type but me in a good mood ... when again recurs to me is something that is something that I no longer have the time that the world is passing by I and I stand like this ciapa at the bus stop where the bus does not become any ... could become, maybe I should extend a hand to stop him ... Rome has always pulled out. sometimes become, I then at Blacknight at the disco, whose name I can not remember ... Or this brand polonaise which departed leaving me off-road ... or this is what I took to the Alps, and left for some time in a place where there was no way ... But now, not now pull out and did not even know why I will not do it ...
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