what time was it? about half past six. he had to leave his office and five on five deliberately taken a shortcut to the daily traffic to avoid brimstone bridge, he was now a a speeding ticket. he had called lucy. i come home early. well, that was decidedly failed. there he saw the traffic on the bridge, drive, walk.the headlights were a huge ribbon that far in the city reached. every day was the same, the bridge was renovated and there was only one lane available.
Wordt vertaald, even geduld aub..