In the eleventh grade I went to preparatory courses in the universe. A group of 16 people, 13 of them are girls. Of these girls, eight are Dash, three Katy, two Tani. After the first half of the year, a girl from another group came to us.

The teacher, who quickly learned the whole group face-to-face, before the class blows the audience with a glance:

Where this is, I can’t remember. A girl with an unusual name.