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I live with woman.
She is an addition of my objective reality.
Let her chat.
Then in the morning, i go to work, and around me there's
fucking talking
                talking
                        talking.
Over the radio, telephone, from mouths.
And snow's still falling....
And everyone's concerned with relationships, career, family founding, money, glory, originality or negation of all that.
Earth stinks up to the stars!

Well, some girl wanted to a child from me.
But how could I explain to her that soon there'll be seven billion of us?..

How to share an experience of justifying a man, with her?