After going to the supermarket, I went to the grocery store and packed my bags.
I’m going to put the cart away.
On the car window of the first disabled parking space at the entrance
I looked to see what was stuck to it.
I was clicking, clicking, clicking.
A man approached me
Are you the owner of the car?
No, it’s hot*.*;;;
I came out of city hall, but no matter how I looked,
Car registration number, disabled person parking registration card, and number.
The lady said it didn’t seem right (mhm*_*) and this number was
Does it look the same?
Even though I cover the number, it looks wrong.
Is it only in my eyes?
Even if I look at it, it’s wrong, Marijo*.*;;;;;;;
Teacher, I heard you have a good sense of vision.
I gave you a pat on the back for your hard work.
On the one hand, it’s really bitter and annoying.
I feel reassured that there are public servants who work hard.
Eat a lot of fines!!