Years go by, Presidents change (not in all countries, of course), the climate is changing, new viruses appear, but only one French hairy director still cannot hang his penis on a nail and leave to write his memoirs. An unusual morning for a Polish girl - it would be better not to wake up and see the one who was staying at her bed. Here is literally the second section of the Commonwealth, but the French comrades are over the Polish point, not the bulls-eye.
