Well, winter …
I like winter, but not like that. I like winter and I like to walk then. I like it when it’s white and my favorite place has its charm. A new charm.
But for cholera I will not like winter from behind the steering wheel 2oo. Well, there is no whip. I love to ride a motorcycle but … winter must end quickly …. Motorcycle is the life of everyday life.

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