I put a fake tomato on the scales. The plate goes down. So far so good.
I never had banana pancakes, but I know how they smell like.
Perhaps that’s why this system was not working. I feel the revolution is in my hands!
I did what they did in films: drew a circle around the ad that interested me, with a highlighter.
I promise improvement, and I ask you Father for teaching, penance, and absolution*.
It’s a type of look that makes you think: the only thing is missing is some leopard print.
He says I look like a Slav in the kitchen. And I am, just as he is a French person on a wooden chair.
Last time I went to the Baltic sea was in 2005.
It’s a place from a different era. From times when a thermal bath complex this size would have been described with adjectives like…
