A client writes me some people now claim to identify as a trolley bus. So I answered: Cool, I identify as a permanently horny bonobo with a strong, though not exclusive, preference for biological Latina or Levantine women with black hair and very round thighs.
Just bought this.
For the modest sum of six euros.
For, in the absence of the aforementioned moist ladies, even a bonobo must devote himself to something capable of calming the hormonal tempests.
And I also bought various pastries, including Portuguese ones, whereupon the saleswoman informed me that customers from Ukraine are often astonished to be served in Slovak.
Which greatly astonished your correspondent.
As the lady was indeed quite friendly, but neither of Levantine origin, nor from Latin America, and was selling Portuguese pastries without possessing any genetic connection to Portugal, I wished her a krasny den, and thus my search for dark-skinned, black-haired moistness continued, albeit without success.
But this book is a small consolation.
And now we are buying Bruno an ice cream from Terezia, who unfortunately also lacks the qualities most favorable to me.