I work at a small point in the TC, I sell paintings by numbers.

At three o’clock there is no one, because it is the middle of the week, and here, unexpectedly, comes a young man. Then he asks what it is, “and why I was sent to you.” I tried to explain it as briefly and clearly as possible. We found mutual understanding, I ask what the girl likes, we have a little topic.



Maybe the girl loves nature more than animals. The people...?

The people? No is. The girl is a doctor. I love sex and sarcasm.