To this: I wonder what now about us will be bikes going... (about repair of the car in Warsaw)

The case was in communion abroad. A foreign girl cries, an ordinary one, without special pounds and money, in the firm bag, on which she spent six months with a scholarship, the pad was broken, and the check was lost, everything, now you will have to throw it out... u-u.
I take a needle with a thread, a dozen trails - and everything is fine. "How is it? How did you do it?It was as if, in her eyes, at least a space satellite had been launched. I still don’t understand how the brains of foreigners are organized.