When we were 15-16, my girlfriend had a poster with Jim Morrison hanging on the wall. One day, a relative who came to visit demanded that you take a photograph of the boy because it is not modest that he will think of you if he learns that you hanged his photo on the wall. A friend, phlegmatically drinking a cup of tea, said: "He will not think of anything, Aunt Tan, he is dead! andquot; Then for a long time she explained to her parents why aunt Tanya took that she was a satanist and marginalistic.