Yes. Arrived and the summer solstice with a not too high temperatures. A time to beach, ahostiables children playing with the ball in the square at nap time, screaming like there's no tomorrow, and why not, time to rejoice in sight.
But above all, time of call summer song. I'm going to get one that, as its own letter, "is a fucking bitch," but that makes the important social work to warn against these voracious predators beach: the lobsters.
And another warning to those who go to nudist beaches to take a splash of color in the scrotum, if your gun is water, avoid find you someone who spends an assault rifle if I want to leave in the most absolute ridiculous, as happened to the honorable gentleman on the right:
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