At the end of the 1990s, he worked in a taxi service. And we had a "stable" there - for me, it was just a pipe that was allergenic. As he didn't sit in the car with me, I started to squeeze from coughing. And from all the service only I had such a reaction to her.



They hated each other. I repeatedly heard her asking the controller not to send this tuberculosis to her and he constantly refused to go to this syphosis.



I took a taxi yesterday through the in-driver. I approached the address, the passenger sat down, and I didn't even look at who was there and what - greeted and went. He almost immediately began to cough. Just like an attack. And the voice:



Oh hello to you! I did not recognize you immediately!



I go back and look at her. We have not seen each other for 20 years. Pleased each other. All the way he coughed and rejoiced, coughed and rejoiced.