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Euro tramp.

They showed a finger, said I did not. They laughed in my face told this nonsense, but this is a guy from a slum. Now in a suit from Zara, and still has a million in the bank. He was tried for business, but fell in love with tracks, not for beautiful eyes, not for the tired eyelids. A pocket is not important at all, it is important that in a person. While they were warming up the point, while his peers looked at the cartoons, he had already been injected at fifteen years at a construction site, abandoning the fun. He went to work early in the morning when everyone was sleeping while still a child, in order to just make pleasant parents, and a little sister. He himself came to this power, with his eyes, a T -shirt for a mower, and with tired pants. I don’t need glasses, I don’t drive snaps, because I have a bad crowd from another crowd. Tramp from Almaty, but even one who is in gold watches with us on you. And despite the fact that we are older, we extinguish in the same basement. It was in it that they became stronger than steel. They themselves painted Beatiful Life. Somewhere they earned, somewhere stolen, there is no traction for someone. This is the principle of euro tramps. We will do it to anyone, all because I am unbalanced. Not golden youth, but in the list of the most fucking you will find me. Childhood is no longer that if yesterday on football, gathering on the hut with Kent, we will organize a tribute, and I wish my boys that there was a lot of money, I wish that my mother would always be healthy. I wish you half a glass of Ghana from Afghan, yes, I'm cracking, green tea, and a portion of Lagman. And among a thousand subscribers, there will be a maximum of a couple who would understand the life of a lost boy fucking.