The xxx:
I stand at a stop. and frozen.
I begin to describe the circles around this stop. People look at it first with misunderstanding, then with jealousy. And I’ve gone, I’ve broken, a pair out of my mouth...
I watched a student-year-old girl run after me. There is another guy behind her.
In general, we were a man ten or fifteen, running a clear horse. And then the lady behind me begins to knock her elbows and sing "the dance of the little cock"
My friend, I support the song.
What would you think? One-and-a-half dozen adults are running the dance of small ducks around the stop.)