Snow and berries in my hand,
It's not winter yet, sometimes November,
How beautiful it is, I think,
White snow and red berries.
..Young men are fighting at least for an hour,
In boxers gloves beating each other.
Go! Go! Go! You two go!
Forest, not forest,
Few trees around and mud.
Are you mafia?
My school girlfriend asks with huge amusement in her voice.
We are security guards,
Laughs their coach,
You watching too much television.
Go, go, go!
Not good, - second man spits on the ground.
Reactions are too slow, not good.
The coach still smoking, looking deep far:
First week...
Not good...
And they start again from push ups and running in this mud.
No one is arguing, it's 90's ...
