I went out to smoke. There is a chair on the balcony, I usually sit in it and smoke.
In the window, wearing and carrying everything on its way, some creature flows to the herram and begins to wear, tearing my pink pants off the ropes and crawls from the balcony, found the window and flew back.
I think it was a lump.
But I’m not sure.
My hair has grown everywhere.
Even in the nose.
I never thought I had hair in my nose.
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