On September 30 I'm going to go. Be the first time in my life that I miss a fall in old Europe. Before I deprived of other things, but I was more like ... Funny, the things that I could stick to miss three months of exile, and a priori only regret not live that part of the climate.
Anyway, the point. Sublet my apartment surreptitiously. Three months in the autumn. If someone known discrete person who knows better than me taking care of plants, contact me and Vreme why.
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