i don't talk much to my family not for political reasons, but it seems like all of us are autistic. we never got close, net got into each other's business. it was like living with strangers, even with mom and dad.  anyway. i'm alone in my apartment with a bottle of wine. my neighbor received some visits, and there was a very pretty girl among them. it seems like they're having a great time. i'm jealous. cheers brahs.
Colombia