Upper

*You will live long, All!* Yesterday I walked here with a friend for a while in the evening, in the sparrows on the Upper Pond (in fact, we have such a feature in our city). I also fished my new fishing rod here. In short, the weather was great - sometimes cloudy, sometimes sunny, sometimes raining with snow. What's the most lethal thing - in this weather it was biting the hardest. Anomaly some kind of damn thing. He pulled about a dozen ruffs and even pulled out a small one. There Damn, local bastards, they scooped up all the normal fish with nets, just pencils swim. /That’s all, All, what follows is only the truth.../