At the beginning of the first night, there was a call for violation of public order (neighbors do karaoke, children can't sleep). Narad has left, rises up to the “victim” of night singing, opens the door... say “shuff” – say nothing. A huge man with a weekly scarf and stickers. Neighbors from below are really a whistle (it can’t be called singing) some hard pop. Asked if you were asking the neighbors to be a little quieter, the man replied: "If I had called, they would have called the police, - then scratched the neck and added, - an ambulance, I think, too."