The difficult female part



Per the shortest and most tangible definition of female fate I’ve ever heard.

from his niece. Sitting at the table, of course.

with us. And here is Mommy, after a couple of glasses of wine seriously worried

The future of a born child, asks, “Aniya, and when you grow up, what will you do?”

Do you want to be?” What this eight-year-old miracle, bursting, gives out:

“What are you, Mom! I will go to school, go to school, get married.

There are two, and she is pregnant.



The philosophers smoke in the side.