As a child, I watched Soviet fiction, there the character on his chest hanged a box - a translator. He was able to communicate with aliens. She translated, she translated. He was very jealous, dreamed of such a "magic" box, although he realized that it was absolutely unreal.
A few days ago, I had to talk to the Spanish. He didn’t say a word in Russian, I didn’t say a word in Spanish ((( In a couple of minutes I found and downloaded a translator with a voice set on my smartphone. Great conversation))) I felt just a child’s enthusiasm and felt with full breasts that the future was coming.
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