After the New Year, I go to my neighbor to congratulate him, and he is a cattle in the loop. Well, then we drank with him for his miraculous rescue from an unthinkable act. He cried on my shoulder for a long time, saying that if it wasn’t me, bla bla bla...So this drunkard has since come to me every time he gets drunk. And every time he is ill, he comes to shake me, because I did not let him get rid of the earth’s torments forever. And if he is well, he comes to hug me and thank me for giving him a second life. It blows steadily two or three times a week. I’m going to blow it off myself soon!