A sketch draft

I can congratulate for self
with
Yesterday I has drunken to a damns again.
When I was young
I reading the “Gone with the Wind” when
My hubster reading “sta.Moscow-sta.Roosters” by inebriate Erofeev
We read it In the one bed.
Due to our union was enough odd.
But now I got this loved him alhogol esthetic.
Google what I say?
You fighting with AI?
No. I win it yet.
The Author. “The aughtor” it’s what?
excuse me my arm are unliterte.
The spinal chord manag lead It.
That brain such in head off now just.


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