to this:

Why do I feel like I live in a parallel universe?
They met on the roads five years ago.
The post office delivers all packages correctly.
We were lucky in love once and we are still together.
Neighbors are neither dumb nor alkashi, they do not wake up by a perforator at 8 a.m. on weekends.
The problem is only one - the white cat lines on my favorite black coat (

Fuck, can I touch you? Or ask to sneeze on me - suddenly it will be air droplets ;)))