They killed cockroaches and told me that I had to leave the apartment for 6 o'clock, but I went out and didn't understand where to go at all. I feel so stupid. And in general, why is it all: cockroaches, an apartment, all some kind of nonsense, not for real. It's good if you have somewhere to go and you're not alone.
First you say that there is no autumn melancholy, and then you go to the golden apple to perfume yourself with different flavors and paint your lips with all sorts of shades of this rainy and wet season