A lonely woman, you say, the whole house collapses – to make no one?
I knew one lonely mouthpiece who, when the mixer in the bath began to flow, just blocked the crane in the niche. I washed up and opened.
When it became even stronger, I just covered the mixer of one of the shirts.
Somewhere in six months I dared to call the sanitary.

There are pellets for sale.
Beer and Socks
Solitary species will not disappear
They will not give up just so.