I work in Zagha. The Saturday. 31 January. Start of the working day, 9:00 am. There are two brothers, named the Elder (C) and the Younger (M). Both reminded, see from Friday's hump, hump.

C: Hello to you! We lost our birth certificate, we need to restore it.
I am OK. Pay the fee and come back.

They arrive in 20 minutes.

C: I did it all.
I am OK. I publish documents. I give the younger a birth certificate.

C : Oh! Congratulations to. You are born!
M : thank you!
C: You see, your testimony has been given before mine. Now you are the oldest in the family, you will pay taxes!! to
M: Oh... it is sad. Well, since I’m older now, let’s go, let’s go... and then the day is lost...

Loudly, they run to the exit, waving documents over themselves... people aged 28 and 25. Probably new ones will soon come...