The bride was passed around and fried hard before the wedding

The breeze curled behind the veil to the overflow of the village orchestra. The Italian groom was very serious, and the bride was dazzlingly young and did not yet smell of urine. After all, someone took and invited Nikolas’ St. Petersburg gop-gay team to the wedding, and Kolyasik himself as a toastmaster, not the host. But this same wedding not only did not sing or dance, and it would have been better to have had a fight with a knife fight and even the corpse of a witness than everything that was done to the bride. Well, okay, the persistent smell of fresh urine, but how will she rent out the wedding dress back?