I am a practical person, with almost everything in my backpack. I go to work in the evening, there are guys I know, they discuss something very fiercely, almost to the point. It turned out that the pneumatic battle was spelled. I quite quietly get a couple of multi-titles (multifunctional passages, who doesn't know), while they drink beer and chew dried calmar, one this mushroom between the teeth stuck, lint in the backpack, get a thread with a needle (the bracelet of the shaft at work), well, and an epic file, someone said that hungry, I get a sandwich. I promised to set up a monument.)