It was at the beginning of zero. My friend was going to the army, and my friends and I took off the table in some extremely "evil" establishment. Those who lived in the provincial town fifteen years ago understand what I mean.

Well, here, the wires at the very height of the air I went out to smoke. I stand, I do not touch anyone suddenly comes out of the cafe very drunk, looking for adventure, marginalized and begins to wonder why I am so daring and if I will have little things. I am in shock, silent, trying not to pay attention. Even more interesting. From the door of the cage comes out the second, but exactly the same margin and suddenly begins to protect me - that you clinged to it and so on. The first quickly interrupted the dialogue by writing to my defender from his right hand into his left ear. Well, and now the picture with oil - I have in my legs in dust and dirt fighting in the party two people I do not know at all, and I smoke a cigarette, throw it into the urn, and I go on to accompany the future soldier.