The celebration of the women in the World Cup.

The celebration of the World Cup fan, who stood up in a crowd in a loose shirt, and the victory shouted red on her cheeks, and suddenly a strange man was squeezed out of the crowd, and her shoulders were slammed together, and she instinctively grabbed his arm, and under the light her innocent five officials and his slightly exhausted god were in contrast, and he was whispering, and he didn't let his hand go, and she was moving away, and she found herself in the corner of the bar where he was taking her sweat and perfume to the air, and he pulled in close range, sorted out her sweating face, and she was stuck on her lips for too long.