About the psychiatrist.

in the honey. At the school, there was a student who was in the second group.

The course was aimed at psychiatrists and to his goal went decisively. and specifically:

attended various conferences and seminars, as well as SNO at the department, and,

Especially not to blame, he hit on everything that does not relate to psychiatry.

Consequently, and the character of him gradually changed toward the deep

of professional deformity. There was some observation.

Quietness combined with deep knowledge of human essence.

So, we sit in a group, trembling about everything. by Tom

There was a talk about especially bullish drunkenness with the involvement of the police for

of humiliation. The young men, desperate, boasted of their feats,

clearly hinting at how miserable they can make stinking guards

Defend your civil right not to take off your socks in a shake.

The future psychiatrist, laughing softly, looked at us.

semi-professional interest The only one among us is married.

A girl (that fucking - in every sense of the word - a chicken in

broke out, nervously noticed that the police are arranging a mess,

There are plenty of people on the street, and her husband too.

They were arrested and despised, and what a trouble it was! All is easy

The shock looked around, because the husband of this lady most reminded.

Hemp-per-growth and apart from a small intelligence only differed

The fact that from his couch in a hungry year, you can't get rid of the strawberries with the strawberries.

The group, not well revived, began to question what he did.

Was he taken to the department? Red, red, sweaty and

He refused to admit, screaming hysterically.

something unrelated about the wild problems known in the highest levels of power,

Or what horror. Everything was slowly silenced, because

There was a clear feeling that the man was caught with a package of drugs or

I am a minor prostitute, and it’s really serious. Somebody

He began to timidly reassure the nervous spouse of the prisoner in the sense that

sum, and from prison, and like an amnesty promised... The future psychiatrist

Melancholy reassured us from his corner: "Why this fool?

to take? Ssal, podi, in the entrance..." "Well, not in the entrance..." -

The girl was upset and quickly stuck in a common hustle.