Another night, passing through the streets I spotted two drunk, young girls. Those were not of that disgustingly-vomiting-while-their-tits/arse cheeks-are-getting-exposed kind. They were just innocently frolicking and I don't mean by this any lesbian foreplay. One of them was actually resting on the pavement, clearly overcome by a transitory weakness. The other looked at her from above and suddenly joined her. There they were laughing out loudly, cuddling like kittens. Smiling I watched them, thinking: "What a strange animals we are!"
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