Yesterday I went for business to the Shushara village. I wait for a friend at the supermarket. Here to me, wandering, a man, characteristic of the outside, is heading. Apparently, either a bomb, or a very close to this social element. And, accordingly, the intentions with which he went were clear at first sight.

Can I turn to you? (He started out kindly)

Let me guess, about money?

No is! Do not think! I have money!

Having said this, he pulled out a bunch of coins from his pocket... Then he thought, and sadly continued, “But I need more!”