zzz: And you know, let it be a lot of trouble - but it is in such a morning that I want to write something good and cozy, so that people read in the morning and rejoice.
Sasha, the wall of a five-storey residential building collapsed in Nafta. The residents panic and run away, the city council catches them and puts them in the bus, and a representative of the management company says that everything is fine and nothing extraordinary is happening. Go there, the photographer has already gone.
Zzzz: Omsk, shit, for what reason?