believe it is pretty, it feels good when you see everything that comes on Monday , the market leading in spirits, for seeing life is like seeing the announcement this time , gifts which are worth nothing , hope in stock, but the door is stuck , so I force I try to go , it screams , what happens there is someone derrrière the door , it's 20 years I expect , I will not give up , I headed straight , too bad it can not be like before , it was several times in life , there are days when things change, but what that changes the time is chosen, it was suffered , but it can not work , I am not able to live it , I need some easy time , luck controlled, and occasionally steps to climb , this is serious doctor , I do not expect this news is old , it goes back to the first men when they ate raw meat, a stormy day a tree catches fire and falls on a beast waiting there the arrival of his fate, the animal dies immediately fire an hour pass the meat is cooked by a human randomly passing by , was attracted by this new smell the sweet aroma of well-cooked meat , a day, the first day of cooked meat by chance , then the man takes for him, he mastered fire, he understood and then each generation will go further up hotplates , a constant evolution that leads us to live, but since yesterday it's not different , it continues to sing higher , why I do this, it depends on the time it opens, I enter, it is a question, I 'm in the same place