We arrived to a wonderful place: the abandoned ruins in the south of our city. we stopped at the river near the ruins and had a picnic. we all drank a little for courage, and then one of us said, go mens! and we went. We going not long, but awfully tired and so sat down next to the friendly bum, named Athanasius. he told us fascinating stories about everything he saw, and then ate all our food. we wanted to walk to the ruins of this evening, but were late and decided to eat the homeless Athanasius, who had come with us, because there was nothing else. and then we have stickedAIDS. to blame a bum, do not trust the homeless. thanks for listening.
