It was really terrible area when i visited

That day was Sunday. September sixth. The sun was up till 8 PM however it is smarter to state that it is a sort of erratic marvel. Summer is in a rush. However I went out to walk. I must be glad to see a smidgen of Roid, in light of the fact that the climate in the past not many days was very English.

From Friedrich Platz I went directly to Naima towards Fulda stream. There are no vacant seats in the brew cultivates close to the waterway to exploit the special seasons even in the setting sun. Some chit-kait or "baha-taha isn't right" was additionally found in the field. We took a little jug of chrome in our grasp and continued further and more profound, thinking about a hard day in the light day. From Mading Crowd to Natural Crowd.

Cross the city through the woodland on the banks of the waterway Koira. Went to Buga J. J implies ocean. There is no ocean. Kaida Koira has by one way or another constructed a sea shore on the banks of Fulda waterway. It appears that on the off chance that you put Arektu salt, it could have become whey.

At that point one day I went like an objective and saw a towel folded over my midsection. The entire field is unfilled. This is the finish of summer. Amago moaned for all to hear.