I live in a suburb, in a private house from my grandmother. I have never been in special contact with my neighbor on the right, but I have known him since I was a preschool student, and he is a first-year student. He works as a taxi driver and every time he meets, he ritually offers a ride, and I also ritually say, “No, thank you.”

On the other day, I broke the crane in the bathroom in the morning, while eliminating the consequences, realized that I was late for the electricity and got in a break. I leave the house and meet my neighbor. Without waiting for the ritual question, I say that yes, take off and how much from me.

I arrived with the wind, but on the face of this man I saw that I broke the system...