earned bucks smell of the first on American soil is amazing - and it's not their material value, but the tempting scent of announcing that this is, perhaps, we begin to meet the mythical American dream. The more that we started from the very lowest level in the hierarchy of professional career - hired on a half day in the stable near our farm, where first we switched from the ton of rubbish probably, and then as many horse dung (and not such that I know of Beskid - fragrant spring and Lasek pine, but the Canadian revolting slime mixed with sawdust and clay).
After finishing the robot felt like a modern cowboys who, while a handful of U.S. dollars have satisfied hunger for sure tomorrow, but they are aware that they must expect that the next day someone wants to employ them again. The great majority of contemporary cowboys on their Forefathers' Eve of the Wild West is access to the Internet - and as Mike Garrett and the Kid Mickey already know that tomorrow we will have something to eat! Reported because to them (via the portal, Craigslist), a matron's far north with a request to wysprzątanie ranch. And here, unfortunately, brings us to the fact that the former can and cowboys did not have internet, but had a rather steeds with flying manes that were used to carry them on the vast prairies. We do not have horses, so we must again rely on our dilapidated bicycles and believe they can withstand at least another 17 miles that separate us from further work in the Delta ...
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