xxx: At 17 years old, one guy was "rejected" by local outsiders, who were constantly knocking money out of him. He was so grateful that he decided to tell me his secret. He had seen the line since childhood. In the paints he described how he looked, red with tail and beards. He told him how he first came to him, how he was waiting for him at home to talk. I remember, at the age of 17, psychiatric I never met nose to nose. A little shaken by what happened I drove home. He always greeted me gently, seeing me on the street, I was afraid to talk. Two years later, he was twisted by the brigade and taken to the asshole. I decided that he almost struck Raskolnikov and his grandmother with his tail.



YYY: And they carry a grandmother, red and with a beard...