I’m in the road, behind me two very silent aunts “talking.” Even while I was in the headphones, listening to the audio book, I couldn’t help but hear their dialogue. So then:

My one has broken again!

You are what! And with whom?

You won’t believe it, again!

What is he missing with you?

I don’t know what this cage needs.

– So you’re that, call Man’s husband again, let him study again.

It is a pity that he will go back to traumatology.

What will you do?

I don’t know, maybe I’ll go to Toledo. He is good.

He drinks so.

- And what, drinking does not beat, you were with him while he lived, and he did not touch you with his finger!

This is a wild love multi-angle.