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A merchant comes into a public house and says to his mistress, "Martha would have me." He married a boy, and now lives in the houses. and yes? And the gladiator? and. and. She is 5 months old, she can’t. And the cold? and. and. Oh, you know, and the cold has syphilis. - Oh, what a trouble with Nastenka... The mistress, seeing that the client breaks down: - And we have a French woman here, already nice, already skilled, thin like a cane, like a cat flexible, affectionate, chestly, alkaline narrow. You take it, you will not regret it. The merchant, lashing his beard: “It is no better for me, the merchant of the first guild, to have a shame in the shit.