[ I have received some fixes and I would like to keep this post as a draft to keep it fresh in my mind until I remember each one perfectly :) ]
I am going to tell you about a man I have accidentally met in the city center.
I am going to tell you about a man I have accidentally met in the city center.
He came from Russia and lived on the streets.
He was a
homeless. He read poems for people in on the* streets and then asked them for money. Also he was a
musician. He played guitar, piano and other instruments. He was very talented.
But he was drunk (suggestion: tipsy) all the time. He was about 24 years old/of age but he looked like 50. He was unshaven. His clothes
were dirty. He looked terrible.
One day I came to the central street (suggestion: avenue). My girlfriend left me a few days ago. I was completely destroyed. He saw me and said "Hey man! Why are
you so sad?" I answered "My girlfriend left me." He said
"Look at me! I have got nothing and I am not sad..." Since that time he has become my friend.
He taught me how to never
fall into despair. Besides, thanks to him I understood
that appearance doesn’t matter.
woow ... (like)
ВідповістиВидалитиPlease share how never fall into despair someday :) I'll take mr. Jack with us :)
ВидалитиHa-ha, no problem! Mr. Jack is great ;)
Видалитиcool!))) love it ^_^
ВідповістиВидалитиthank you!
ВидалитиHalynkoooo!!!!!!
ВідповістиВидалитиTo Antony - are you talking about JD?)
If you mean our conversation with Alexey then yes ;)
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