The Bugati veyron car is standing against the wall and the front is visible
The red McLaren is standing on the platform, a big city is visible on the horizon
The dust is a pillar and he is ahead-this handsome Lamborghini
The spirit of Christmas is in the city. The holiday is coming to us
The beach, there is a pole on it, against which a bicycle is leaning
The city is falling asleep, the mafia is waking up
There is a book, a phone, a gadget on the table and there is a monitor
Universe. It is limitless. It's dark. But it is illuminated by the stars
A long-haired man with a beard in a military uniform is sitting at a wooden table on which a combat saber is lying