No, I definitely sat on the bench where the bloggers were fucking. Where does this passion come from for graphic art? Please forgive me.
by ******
...this is what I don’t like, when after the equator of the feast the participants differ by gender, and in the male part someone, already red, begins to excitingly describe the “case at work.” Here I want to say that such stories are everywhere and always the same. And they end up with the usual morale: I