3 years ago I made a temporary registration at the Uffms of Volgograd - I was carried out the brain, shed blood and shattered the psyche (the basement, narrow corridors, crowds of people incompatible with my misanthropy, bureaucracy and paper obscurity)not to mention the time spent, two, beaten, days!!! It’s time to extend: I’ve settled up in advance (pustler and valerian: o. weny cocktail, I’ll report to you). I come to the same basement - everything is the same, electricity hangs on the door, Russian! Go there, there’s everything for you.
He shrugged his shoulders and went. I came... and the square, where I was?light, warmth, ceiling for giraffes, the people at least and still met affectionately.all explained, all showed, promised in 20 minutes to do everything at a convenient time for me...I am in shock- my cocktail is magical?