Mom Arsa moves from one apartment to another. Ars, accordingly, pulls things and matches, stunned by their quantity. Woman anyway. But he is half loud. Anyway my mom. The case comes to a large cardboard box, filled with a plate on top. and different. Ten tiles from the bathroom, twenty from the toilet, thirty from the kitchen. Five on the wall. Two from the balcony. And one broken.
and Mom! Why do you have this old cabin in your new apartment? He will not go there for anything!
Pride to Pride.

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