Funny story from youth school. My girlfriend Irene and I are second grade students. are already big. Everyone has seen, we all know. I know a real rock band. We drink beer in the park. I say, “Ira, have you noticed that we’re less likely to be glued to the streets and wrap? It’s not because we’re less beautiful than we were at 18! That’s because we’re cool now, and that’s visible! You simply won’t come to us! And IRA says. We are cool and very beautiful! And here two men of 40 years approach us, sitting next to us. One immediately includes me – “Girls, will you drink a drink with us?”