Glazz: all the drawings are not lying
Zylysska: I am now drawing a pig with wings. She is riding a cabriolet on the serpentine of the Sahara, her hair is ripped on her copits... and in her thoughts only he is. she drinks kefir with cucumbers from a glass of tubo-mukhomora and in the courtyard
Glazz: Oh oh oh, you’re breaking my brain)))