I remembered the army.

We were taken to the outpost. Hairy, cuddled, in worn old pieces, which are not unfortunate to use. We’ve been like that for a week. They packed up, grown up with smells, which brought our image ̶v̶o̶e̶n̶n̶o̶g̶o to perfect perfection. During this time, the people joined together and distributed into companies.

Then something terrible happened! We were all taken to the bathroom. They cut, washed and dressed the same. When I left, I was terrified that I would not recognize anyone. It was like a nightmare, it seemed that even the faces of all became the same. At the same time, seeing the panic and misunderstanding of what is happening in the eyes of the new military, it became clear that they have the same feelings. Everyone walked on random trajectories in search of familiar faces, except that they did not encounter their foreheads.

And only by the skins in the company the people completely calmed down, convinced that this bald miracle is his friend Sereg.

I almost lost my friends.)