Poate exista unii oameni care se intreaba: "cine vine sa ne ridice si noua o statuie pentru ca pierdem timpul pe la coltul blocului?" Stiu sigur ca am intalnit o specie asemanatoare, care de fiecare data cand ajung la buticul de la colt cu o expresie destul de obosita pe fata, ma privesc condescendent din spatele sticlutei de plastic cu vodca si se umfla in pene pentru fiecare ezitare a mea cand nu stiu exact daca sa iau apa sau suc. Chiar azi am auzit un "tztztztz" de la unul dintre ei... Un "malac" de vreo 40 de ani care de cum se lumineaza se instaleaza la butic. Si "tztztztz" doar pentru ca uitasem sa imi iau si banii de acasa...

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I believe there are some people in this world whos main concern is "will somebody raise me a statue for wasting time at the street corner, doing nothing?" I know for sure that i ran into such a species, people that whenever I get to the corner shop with a pretty tired expression on my face, they look down on me, patronizing me for every hezitation I show, not knowing whether I should buy water or juice. Today i heard a "tztztztz" from one of them, in discontent... A 40 year old "Hulk" that hangs out at the corner shop from the first ray of light to the closing time. And he said "tztztztz" just because I had forgotten to bring money with me...

azi un vecin de-al meu si-a gasit cainele lovit de masina, chiar in fata blocului. Sta doar la cateva apartamente mai departe de mine. Ceea ce a fost ciudat era ca el isi lasase animalul incuiat in casa. Cine a lasat cainele in strada? Hotii care intrau in apartamentul lui la cateva ore dupa ce proprietarul plecase la servici.

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today, a neighbour of mine found his dog, laying on the street, hit by a car. He lives a few appartments away from me. What was suprising was that he claims to have locked the dog inside the house. Who let the dog out? The burglers that emptied Dan's appartment just a couple of hours after he had gone to work.