I once came to a school in the glorious city of Kamyshev.

Feeding was quite normal, but, shit, to eat, no, to eat was always wanted.

And here is the luck: sent to the garment factory!

Carry boxes with spices.

Aunt from the conveyor said that you can eat spices in unlimited quantities.

I will never forget the taste of these fresh, warm spices!

The dress lasted two days. I have eaten these spices for two days. He was full and pleased.

I haven’t eaten sweets for almost 30 years. I want to go through Tula.