Letter from the Client:
Topic of the report: Chelacea
Message: Goy issi, the boy. Today, in the lighthouse of a warehouse called, in the city of Donetsk, a young man belokuraja, sitting at the issue. I demanded from me a barista, that people in the people call a passport. Achi the devil had to leave this beast in his horms in the maid. I was then asked by a virgin for a label for riding a self-driving iron chariot. If I was without the car, I could not show this boy again. But I had a student ticket certificate with me and another certificate that allows the money service to pass. I ask you, the boy, what is wrong with my head on the papers of the treasury, but the supostate which took, if in the rush, the sending of a stranger? But there is a decree of the king, but of the people, which is strictest to do so? For a foreign firm called Sun accepts any letters so that only the face on it coincides. Thanks for the quick response.