Prompt: The mood was to run in the evening in the summer. Everything is fine here, the cops go to pee on the street in the toilets across the steppe, then their buggy breaks down and the good-natured driver starts to repair it for them. I climbed the hills, the gas station says that it is 33 degrees outside. But soft with the wind. It smokes from the thermal power plant as if a nuclear winter has flown through clubs of radioactive ash. In one restaurant they get married and a strange tussah happens every time they dance in the place of their mafon, in another, the permanent Miyagi sings and there is also a party. Garbage and useful things thrown out
Prompt: Flowers are everywhere. Blue. You look and they are visible beyond the distant horizon. Dogs crunch bones. They give to strangers who walk across the steppe. Armchairs are on every corner, you can sit and relax. Hint. There are paths in inconspicuous places. They dug up the pipes and repair something in the pit. Hundreds of desks were thrown out. Update.
Prompt: After a Sunday rest, everyday rest was needed. After recovering from kebabs with sorrel soup, I ran through the summer streets, which are good, but also stink of truth. The finish line was simple, the stages are standing and there are parking spaces for the disabled.
Prompt: The things were left on the bench. Sunny morning. In the bushes, dogs are breeding, got to the most piquant scenes. Flew past people with balls, who listened to the wind blowing from the sea. Old trees become stumps. In some pipes, somewhere, something burns. June also burns, burned down.
Prompt: The sun sings with rays. A man rode a motor anthill. His protection screen is of course very cool, one might say so. Garbage bags in the 15th at every turn. As in India, no one cleans up, but everyone litters. The girls walk around warm and in tight jeans. Blue flowers bloom in the wastelands, and the children walk in the morning silence.
Prompt: Fresh and summery. In the distance, a door creaked and the lock was unscrewed. Ahead was a man who disappeared in his jeep. The plant has a chemical smell that has read the lungs. The cobblestones are laid. Dogs in black robes sunbathe on their territory. The reeds rustle, the sweet clover turns yellow and calls the bees for honey. A girl with a large trunk walked in front, fell along the trails to the finish line and, in a good mood, completed the movement.
Prompt: 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.
Prompt: Everything develops and everything moves. People in jeans, children on scooters and joggers run. True slowly, but in the park they are immeasurably. Sweet clover has opened its petals and is waiting for the moment when the bees collect nectar from it.
Prompt: In the morning I flew to Paris, where the long-range driver is sleeping near the Eiffel Tower. The tourist asked how to get there until 14, but he said that Dynamo was running, and we were the Runless Karaganda, after all. The flowers grow quietly, and the foliage is green and lush in places. Oh summer.
Prompt: Cheerfully jumped out of the city, said goodbye to passing buses and trucks from containers. I found myself on the autobahn, and there the winds are crazy, the pipes of the thermal power plant are playful and the dogs are arrogant. A brave mongrel ran across the road and was almost crushed by a truck. Barely got caught in the rain. And then I reached the railway tracks where a multi-ton train was flying over my head. In the city it is quiet and there is little wind than outside the walls of her fortress.
Prompt: The skies are frowning and the winds are naughty, the last warm day. So the dog sat down in the grass and enjoyed breakfast in warm weather. Another dog approached her. The traffic light gave me luck, near the south in the yards a man repairs his swallow in the morning and cannot start. Sadly. Yogis stand right on the coals in the park in the morning. The sun moves forward, as does a cyclist turning left.
Prompt: Beautiful weather butterflies fly. ZILs stand in line, then they drive around the park and collect twigs, preparing them for a pioneer fire. Alexander Mulyak flashed by nearby, well, Olga Bel and I ran along the way, enjoying the colorful herbs. We say hello to all Astana residents and cut down trees along the way.
Prompt: The land sailor was on his day's voyage. The gigantic dandelions fluffed up. The dogs cross the crossing, but they are crushed. The kid came with cola, but not for me. The train was flowing along its own road lines. The sun reflected on the pavement with its glare.
Prompt: One drop of rain dripped, Adolf Hitler's cat greeted me. Nearby stood burdocks healing leaves, from any problems of life. There was a box lying around, maybe with a bomb, or maybe not. Tigers roamed the streets. People on stools rode through the streets, and sexy girls did yoga. In general, the morning is beautiful and radiant.
Prompt: I decided to shoot a ten, and in the distance you can see how the grass and the earth soars. People gathered in the park and run, but they walk more, I make myself a victim of a bicycle accident, but I didn’t get it by luck. The dog marked the shop, and in the yard they brought an iron fence.
Prompt: A fence creaked on the metal base, as if Freddy Krueger was sitting on the other side. Unknown guards under the feet of the wiring, everything is confused, and the legs are wheeled. The sofa rode the car, the driver was in the trunk. The racing car drove off into the distance. Boba Messi plays football.
Prompt: Cool as dawn. Good for sunset. Very hot people in T-shirts pass by and they don’t even put on a trowel to keep warm. A stone resembling a hedgehog was lying on the road. Runners are flying past on the race track. These two days were sad, but running helped clear my head.
Prompt: The rain has passed and the play of the sun floods the leaves of the trees, and it’s also Saturday and the park is evenly packed with people. The meat department is ventilated and people enter it. On the paths, streams of yesterday's puddles are visible. Card battles have already begun in the morning.
Prompt: I had to look for a way out. I run to the right place, and there are dogs. He turned around and ran on. The smoke from the factory rises and the Eiffel Tower rises higher and higher.
Prompt: In the courtyard of the gymnasium, they set fire to a large fire. Smoke and flames up to the first floor. Mega Saturday. The cat guards the garden, which he was entrusted with guarding, and waters all the flowers with a hose. On the islands of stops, people are waiting for their bus. Rosehip just lets you relax and inhale the aromas
Prompt: Went out for the evening. We were almost crushed by scooter maniacs on their way, we saw a gang of hedgehogs who were lying around and eating grass, they probably slept there, it seems to me. Then we found the barricades, climbed through them and ran to the finish line.
Prompt: Poplar fluff flies in the nose, and flashes before the eyes, like summer snow. People in shorts are flying to the meeting, and cars are parked to work. Wounds heal after night falls, the grass dries up.
Prompt: Summer mood, children are delighted in the park and playgrounds are opened for them. A strange booth has been set up to host a Benny Hill show in the park with bears and donkeys. The fluff flies and falls into puddles.
Prompt: Dandelions are blooming in a yellow field, on the other hand, a yellow field of dandelions has blossomed. Rose hips are blooming somewhere in the distance: red, pink and white. A tea rose grows in the distance. Hot summer plays outside. There is very little wind, only when you run and that's it.
Prompt: I decided to experiment to run without cabbage and undress to a trowel and T-shirt. It was very fresh and cheerful, but it was warmer in cabbage. Ekiden tomorrow, which will not be clear, but I have to run the 5km on the stage quickly and briskly.
Prompt: The bunny ran around the quarry and we arranged a joint venture. I trained long, and bunny high-speed. The shepherd dragged the ball and looked with kind eyes. The views of the skyscrapers are amazing. The quarry itself is beautiful and I will return there again and again.
Prompt: Everything would be nothing but a random chair, led to adventures. Stumbling into a chair, I stopped smelling the flowers and ran to clean up the mess. Tough week of running
Prompt: The apple trees are in bloom, they sing songs to me. Feces are being pumped out of the well, the roads in the park have been paved. The movement goes in different directions. Small mongrels barked, and I return after 7 Roads, to the running rails of the ekiden.
Prompt: Before jogging on Orman Alma, I flew easily through the area. Found one shoe and one sneaker along the way. The dogs slept, and unknown birds sang. Everything is fine, and tomorrow the trail and maps are distributed.
Prompt: The rain had passed, it was nice and fresh and the trail appeared immediately. Insolent cars pull me to run through the mud. Dogs at the wedding Apple trees shower the roads with white petals. Road workers, went to fix the roads.
Prompt: Cloudy sky filled with clouds. The clouds turned black and it started to rain. I overcame dug trenches and heaps of stones that lay across the steppe. Paris was getting closer, and due to road repairs, running across the roads themselves became a harsh task.
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