of Moscow. I sit somehow in the park on a bench, and nearby workers from nearby abroad work - set up borders along the road. I hear a dialogue between them.

“Russell, go away, I’ll move myself, you’re disturbing me!

Sabbath, are you God?

- Let's argue, will I move the broom, the pipe and the brush?

and ahaha! Allah will help you.

Sabit uses a large lever and moves the plate.

Oh yeah yeah yeah! and Sabbath! So unfairly! You used physics.