-Turn 13! - Dzidek demanded songs.
-And what is this song?
-wait for you. - answered the son, probably even the truth. I do not remember the title, my theory predicts that a lack of memory on this issue is the thud of a defect in the brain.
turned on the music. He sings the chorus.
-see, you sing that awaits.
-Who do you think of next?
-Who? For you.
-For me?
-No ... yes.
wonder if the author knows that it was me he meant.
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