I am still bombarded. I had a girlfriend and a boyfriend, a brother and a sister. Today we are on the train to Moscow. I say - I will not be at home, the keys from the apartment just throw in the mailbox, I will come in the evening, I will take.

The girl left last. She closed the house and threw the key into the mailbox. It was the first opened mailbox. ! to She didn’t even remember the number. A woman’s logic, her mother at her feet.