I stand at a stop. Waiting for the tram. On the contrary, just stopped one, and since it is very close to a pedestrian crossing, people are missing. And I watch through the windows. Suddenly I notice a friend in this tram, and I begin to take her hands. She looks through me with the eyes of a dead fish and doesn’t notice. I start to fool around the window, make grims and so on. She noticed, mashed, and smiled. Going out of the tram. I recognized briefly.

She went out, as she recognized herself. We met, invited to go to the oculist together. I hope I will recognize her.