I went after the sighs. I see the boy coming. Thirty years. Remembering is like that. It is beautiful. I hear the interruption of a phone conversation.
Yesterday, I was stunned. I told her that she was a fool, a fool stupid and a mercantile fool. I changed my mind about getting married to her. He was very drunk.
(Responding to the chatbot)
- Yes, no, the worst thing is not that, but that I have already trembled, but I still think too.