XXX: I’m going to work today. Something cloudy mood, not sleeping, all that. I took my wife, we went, we kept silent. I sit, therefore, and think: "Before, when she was sitting on the right, she constantly laid my hand on my foot, smoothed, there, played. And now it’s not so..." I didn’t even have time to get upset about this, I feel – she smoothed my leg with a palm.
xxx: I think: "Opa! It works! Don’t waste a moment – a million! Right now at least right on the hood!"
XXX: And I’m imagining in the Prado Crusade :(