The tears are choking. I read the post and burst into tears right in Yekaterinburg at the pedestrian crossing, so I wanted to have a drink from Starbucks. I stand there, roaring like a beluga. People at the bus stop get up, ask, and also cry bitterly, hugging each other. The minibuses lined up, everyone's eyes were wet. How small an insect does one have to be to write such a blizzard? Not to mention that Starbucks is a rare caliber of slop. "ZERGULIO".

The tears are choking. I read the post and burst into tears right in Yekaterinburg at the pedestrian crossing, so I wanted to have a drink from Starbucks. I stand there, roaring like a beluga. People at the bus stop get up, ask, and also cry bitterly, hugging each other. The minibuses lined up, everyone's eyes were wet. How small an insect does one have to be to write such a blizzard? Not to mention that Starbucks is a rare caliber of slop. "ZERGULIO".