F r e e e s e x. Summer.. again – at a slightly yellowed photographs – different perspectives, different faces, different background. however, face repeated and someone I remember well, and someone in the memory faded and grease, so that looking at other photos, I barely remember the names of those depicted in the photographs – not on their own find themselves together, dressed alike, walking in the same one order, we at the same time, they were different, and therefore it is not surprising that, once under one roof, someone with someone closer to converge – and then there is friendship, called the army, and someone with someone just next coexisted, being in the same department, and nothing more. F r e e e s e x.