, wait, goodbye, sasha, the climate here is harmful to me, semyon protasovich, don’t fuss, it’s bettersiping about all summer. counting how much we get from them, how much for peaches, pears, flowers, and if there was nothing, where would you go, but who now refuses theirs, let’s shake. oh, oh, come here, come here, beckoning, beckoning, beckoning, where? run, give me your paw, give me your paw, give me your paw, give me your paw, where is your master, where is your master, dog, where is your master, hello, zhenya, hello, where is the fish? there will be a storm, there will be seagulls on the shore, and the fish from the shore, decoy, are your good friend. nice, but it seems you were right, in which he was unlucky with the owner, you can give him some candy, of course, oh, funny, tell me, dear, what is it that bothers you at night? to the pier, well, it’s not fishing, i read somewhere. that fishing time does not count against life, but to be honest, i was tired, i really wanted to disconnect from everyone, and i don’t know how it turns out. did anything happen to you today? today, zhen