It was about veterans and old people.
Somebody good, someone bad writes.And we, and the old people are all different.And I can't forget how failed on saving, when the grandmother-the godfather ran to the seat and pushed me, pregnant on order.And as we and my son got into the bus, and a good couple of old men moved my child (which was on his arms) with a pen from grabbing under the eyes.
You can say what you want.But I think they are bad.Bad to everyone, just someone remains people, and someone is not.And I will not give up the place, I will not advocate, I will not drive.I am a shit.