Space: I remember having caught a car last night. Next to the driver was (as I understood) Mr. Her wife drank a beer and called her friend with the text: “What are you doing?” We are running"
At the crossroads, he threw a package of sweaters out of the window. I told her not to waste. She replied, “You have not been asked.”
I: "I will open the door and run away with the money".
They kept quiet and kept clean.