Most of all, at work, I loved to listen to men’s bikes.



One tells us, “I sent you to a remote post with a ration. He came, sat on the heater, put the ration on the shelf and fell asleep. I wake up from what they are causing. He jumped up. And the legs fell. I fell on the floor and I couldn’t get to the rack. Two minutes went so hard and everybody tried to get to her. The chief of the guard almost started to scream on the railway.”



The second says, “They put on the gates, the shlagbaum to open. I fell asleep on a chair in the morning. I woke up from the fact that the director of the factory came and signaled. He jumped, fell on his knees, his legs also fell. I pull the button, I can’t get it. He decided, not our own boss, he doesn’t care. I push the button down there, it’s down there. in the knees. The director comes in, stops next to me and so echoingly: "Next time you don't have to get on your knees." The cock. But I did not give up to the boss.”