I bought an apartment on the fifth floor. There was an elderly couple. I am on the third. And he loved smoking and throwing ashes on the clean clothes that hanged on the fourth floor. At the grandmother’s request to be a cultural, he laughed and called her. Grandfather was lying down and could not say anything to this guy. The son of this couple was a cool bandit in the 90s and now lives far from them but came when it went. At his third arrival I approached and asked him not knowing that the neighbor who lives above his parents is causing them a lot of trouble? He is not aware. He returns back. 10 minutes later, I hear an exhausting scream from the whole courtyard, “I will be polite, I will be polite.” I go out to the balcony and see a picture, brother holds this poor man by his feet, hanging from the balcony.



This picture is not for the weak. Well, briefly taught him a lesson of politeness and went to his home far away, and he called the police that said to kill him wanted. Neighbors naturally did not hear or see anything and wrote a collective letter to the hooligan for defamation. Igorya, from the fourth floor, a holy angel. All such neighbors.