on "xxxx: evening.les. we sit in his car, sex naturally. asked mynetic.Well, I'm what, please.After: you're smart, I didn't expect, you're fine.Oh.I dress slowly. I’m going to start reading this autumn!! Listen to!! After a minute!! Poetry is fucking!and "

Not these ones:
The noise and rumor in this log is terrible,
All night until dawn,
I read poetry to prostitutes.
And with bands hot alcohol?