to this:
For the first time in my 21s, I went to a club. Dressed in a frank dress, well there with a cut, short, painted, haired, came. All the way I felt like on the panel, well, okay, I go to the club, not to the grandmother’s pie.
As it turned out, my super-honest dress looked on the backdrop of others like a cloak. Makeup was not done.
I will not go anymore.

My daughter, my mother! You are a gift of God! Tell me where to look for you???? to
Medical student.