Winter in the morning. I went to the gazelle and went to work. There is a girl sitting next to me, pulling out a bag! He begins to eat it. And it’s so hot, so stinking... it smells... I haven’t had breakfast yet and I’ve driven the trip too. I look at her too. I waited for this torture to end. The girl ate, quietly breathed, sat for a few minutes... and got a second fox!! to