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A truck with the inscription "seven hundred roads" drove past me, it seems to be on a larger trip than the runners "7 roads" and "67 roads". A man slipped past listening to Macarena from the subwoofer and going to work in the hospital. Nearby lay a drunken man who had begun Friday. He snored and listened to Modern Talking on his mobile. In the yards, repairs and dried twigs are swept into one pile. The Kremlin is repairing cars.
