xxx: I still remember, in your yard was constantly wandered by a bully-mixed grandmother, who was talking to herself all the time, she has not been cured yet? Fifteen years have passed and she is probably already dead.
YYU: No, he’s still talking the same way, but now he’s constantly holding his fist at his ear. Mimicry, in a word. If before she seemed to be talking to an invisible woman, now she has an invisible phone.