In autumn 2008, my friend and I walked along the Poklonnaya Hill in the south-west of Moscow, where the Museum of the Second World War is located. We stood on the hill next to the trolleybus stop. Above us were bushes. Suddenly out of these bushes came three middle-aged women witnessing the wedding (there are always playing weddings). They were dressed in light dresses, tights and flesh-colored stockings. Nobody hesitating, they pulled up their dresses, and, widely spreading their legs in characteristic poses, began to piss. From afar we are. Unfortunately, they did not see the jets of their urine,but they stood, bending over and spreading their legs, for quite a long time, not less than 1 minute or more. Finally, they, in turn, finished, refilled their skirts and retired. We with a friend for a long time were under the impression of this)))
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