Saturday night, the material was delivered to the plaster. A wet, soggy ground did not want to leave the trucks of the truck - which has pretty much taken. Ultimately, however, all ended up in front of our house.
Since yesterday, the cleaner at work. I have spoken briefly with the chief of which is with us as hip and then it was also going on already. Now that I have today asked a cleaner, if the plaster is so dark and dry through the brighter, I got the following reply: "Puhhz gutt ijs". Conversation was then so fashionable rather not - is indeed any - we want to shine and no burger on the ear!
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