oh the sun, rising again, woke up Sala
and laughed, breathing through the texts accumulated over the winter.
Cold nonsense with depression, chloroform has taken hold,
And the foamy glass reached his mouth.

Sala is returning to Smala!
This time we come to Easter Island, with new texts and faces, but with the same idea: WE READ TEXTS, our own and others', let's bring what we discovered during the winter and want to share. Everything is suitable, from snobby poems to Instagram posts, what calls for Spring, what kills depression, let the texts explode about first or last love, about the sun, rebirth, heating prices, old clothes, birds, outdoor tables, holidays, relatives, egg prices.
Literally about EVERYTHING!
And after our pampering, we don't leave, because we'll invite you to play and talk.