oh, what a time it was, what kind of branded cutlets it was for me to cook under the name aurora hallhave a fork in them, not butter in you. how she amused me asking how you are with her? why is this refrigerator shaking all the time, she's freezing? we walked a lot around moscow. once we passed by my house. i said, by the way, in this entrance. i live close sadly, she sighed and said, yes, but i thought you had an apartment. in the red book in my passport. she was fortunately in her seventh month, how i was then worried who we would have a boy or a girl? i suggested that she take a pregnancy test. she asked there a difficult question. was at the optometrist. and what did he say to you, he told you to teach letters. i kissed her and said that the earth had not yet given birth to people like her. it was a good time. years went by. imperceptibly i selected her without an opinion, what do i need her opinion for me my opinion. she is a woman why, if you think about it , for comfort for a homely atmosphere, a woman, she is like there are many cool mobile phones on the gate, but the functio