Gems. A strange symbol that fascinates people. Mined in mines, processed and marketed. It is a product of nature, but it does not attract people. I've stopped saying it so loud lately, but I guess it used to be argued loudly, but now it's peaceful.

"Well, beautiful"

"You bet, better than Mr. Maricana"

This guy just stabbed me with a knife. Word knife. It retains the speed with which it reaches its heart like a knife falling into the sea after a long time. Oh, I wonder if that's the aim of making it easier and more distressing.