A friend pulled me into the boxing section, practicing somewhere for six months. My sister asked to see her niece, he was 6 years old. And here it comes means that the root is following me and I am not alone. Let him take me with me. They came to the hall, the nobleman sat on the shop in the corner. I change my clothes and look in the corner and he is not there. Not the panic, but what it was. Then I watched the PM. The coach put on his gloves and teaches him to beat on his legs and so he spent all the training with the peelmen and the pearl was beaten and jumped on the skate.



P.S I worked for 2 years, but the tribe is still doing it for 14 years since that training.