After choosing him as a guide, it wouldn't help to talk about his words. We followed Leo, who took the lead. Judging by his progress, it is unlikely that there is any danger at the entrance; he is walking as if he is wandering in his father's garden.
"My nephew, with his hair parted in the middle, don't you need to be careful?"
"Relax Uncle Sukrucuk! Break the spoons!"
I think Leo got a little too carried away by what he witnessed along the way, the Shahmerdan heading towards his head.
"Wait, I was kidding!"
Leo running behind our tank in front. We can't get serious unless the egg rests on the stern.
"Look at those jokes, the quality is creeping up!"
We also have a headliner, coming slowly from the back. Interestingly, Rimel left his side. Is his shyness coming back while he's living the last days of the effect? Think and run, how tiring! Will there ever come a time when I can lay my head on the pillow and rest?
