Haven't closed an eye all night long. Supervising my shoes. That's what I've done. One at a time. Left, right. Left, right. Sooner or latter, he'll come - I said to my poor heart. Chill down. Patience.
Found 2 heavy pouches in the morning. Well, I hope it worths. Then, went to my shoes, looked into them. Nothing. Well, you, smart, guess what?!? U've hidden them deep inside. I can tell. Can't fool me! Looked even deeper: dead cockroach, crumbs, lints, the usual. And then, suddenly, it strooke me : it was Nicoleta Luciu's nameday.
Well, Mos Nicolae, what kind of a saint are u, ha?
P.S.: After the happening, my shoes decided to go for a breast implant.
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