Today I realized that the whole life I hate the WIND. Blyat, it is one of the main symbols of my motherland’s capital – Baku. Plus, it is a lot of dust and garbage (like plastic bags, bottles, pieces of paper and etc.) on the road. No matter where you are: in the center or in the suburb. Fuck the Baku’s wind.
P.s. Today is the International Children’s Day.