Our sea is great. It's magnificent but we don't understand it because it's VIP. However, we poor unreasonable fools have no sense of the VIP universe any more than we have no sense of radiation. So we have to trust some licensed media vibration that is outside of us and assume with a youthful scientific confidence that despite the pork we register with our imperfect senses we are actually observing a kind of black sea vip.
The sea is our vip and dot. They tell you it on TV, on the Internet, various poor officials repeat it, hoteliers, restaurateurs – all. We're VIPs, but we desolate ape-evolved holidaymakers don't get it. Just like we don't pick up magnetic fields. It's there - it's gone - at most it gives us a headache.
Immersed in the Black Sea vip, we get indirect evidence of its existence. We are beginning to understand the adequacy of the apparently inadequate prices along the sea. The water is vip, the beer is vip, the sand is vip, the umbrellas, some crazy king size sunbeds wrapped with hase sheets are even the most vip. A meatball for lunch is not a meatball. Even the diarrhea the next day from the VIP ice in your VIP drink is also a VIP experience. Medicines in pharmacies are VIP, doctors are VIP. A vip is also the one who collects the money on the beach and in the meadow called parking and in the vip kenef, which is one of the squatters, but a squatting vip. And the toilet paper is of the cutest but vip, and therefore suggests marrying your own vip, I don't say what. But that shouldn't be unpleasant, because it's also VIP in itself.
We also understand the attitude of the staff. You may find the behavior of the local waiter or bartender brash, but that's because you don't see the invisible vip that surrounds him.
There is only one slight detail. Being immersed in vip is ok, but the price is unbearable. A VIP-non-VIP salary is a salary and that's it. That is why the universe offers the quantum VIP service. That is, vip of quanta, understand portions. I explain: Today you are a vip, and tomorrow – no. Or until noon you're a vip – not in the evening. Or vice versa. Or your wife is a VIP and you are not. If one of your children is VIP, the other may not be, and on even and odd dates, you can change them. In general, choose your quantum transitions and rest according to your wallet and understanding. You have already received an explanation of some inscrutable processes east of Aitos.
I wish you a pleasant quantum break and remember – you are not a continental sheep subjected to coastal shearing. You are a VIP.