I go one day on Fedoseenko street on my then-Oke and look for house No. 54. I have been here and there several times, not to see at home and remembering the proverb the language to wherever it will lead, I decide to ask the people. I go to the common stop. Transportation, in order to hurt the people, I open the window and shout according to all the rules: -Hello, sorry, do you not tell where is the house No. 54 on Fedoseenko street?!!! Three of them, who stood closer to all, said, “We don’t hear.” They say. I scream louder the same, even the music turned off entirely. To be heard. They say, “We don’t hear!” Okay, I think, I shut up the car, I go out, I close. I approach them closely and angrily: DO YOU NOT KNOW WHERE ACCIDENTY HOUSE No. 54 BY UL.FEDOSEENKO!!! And they say to me, “We don’t hear!” We are deaf!