I that the evil was on the former (nearly escaped), here someone comes in and rubs that she is Masha and that you need to get to know, etc. I say to her, do you need it? You don’t see me without a car, I’m not clothed with clothes, well, I don’t have the desire or the possibility to hold you, your fucking mother and father of an alcoholic!! to
She looked at me somewhat strangely, as if even offended, and then asked:
How do you know my parents?