I go with a man on his cruise. We stop at the pavilion to buy cigarettes. The brother goes out, takes a package, here stops Maryn, from there the blonde cries him by name. The one (picture) - throws out an uncut cigarette, opens the salon from behind, takes out the beat, approaches Merz and shouts Fuck from here naked!!! It is in the lobby! Near the stop, filled with battle. I am myself in Houston. People behind the wall. The grandmother breaks down from the place - Hakkinen saucers. She hides carefully in the trunk. It is clarified. This man wanted a rich life. very very. He married a foreigner. And the guy loved her... wasn’t she a bitch? It didn’t wait... Although... Do we need it?