Three months ago, a friend called me and said he was at the Gomel station.
WOW: Well and good.
XX: Of course, only he lives in Peter, drinking began at the beginning of the Enlightenment and in Gomel he has no one.
WOW: The WOW.
xxx: The gesture just happened - the owner of the apartment I rented called, said that he was in Turkey, does not remember how he got off the plane, stands on some market, burial place, around Turks loud, in his pocket passport and phone.)))