I sit and watch the movie "Something" of 1982.
Periodically, they smoke something that takes different forms.

There was a sense of synesthesia. I feel the smell of smoke and burning meat from these images. What is the imagination capable of...

The smell increased. Going out to the balcony - it turns out that in the nearest cafe, the strawberries are roasted.

I sit down and look forward to what is "something". I want a shuffle.

Now "something", the hottest horror film of my childhood is associated with shalkies. They arrived. My world will never be the same.