Live random chat. A very few people can be seen, took me for an idiot.
And let. Let never know what facial paralysis.
Was a wonderful time Mid-Autumn Festival. Warm and dry, the world embraces fading sunlight.
Leaf fall is almost over and passed whole piles of rusty orange-gold, swept away by the roadside ruthless dvornichimi brooms. City streets were almost empty – Saturday, no cultural life was not. Live random chat.