Zima, kisa, iscjepkas drva, zazdijes vatru. Sjednes pored sporeta, grijes ruke na vatri, slusas je kako pucketa. Uzmes malo folije, stavis je na plocu, stavi na nju red cokolade koja se istopi za 15 sek. Nema toga ljeti, nema

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