To yesterday’s story about the strong memory of some individuals...
My colleague, the Kabatsky Lip, had a gift of his own – he remembered people’s faces, taking into account their metamorphosis from time, their names, and the situations in which they were brought down by fate. Sometimes there are comedy moments.

... we played somehow in the cabbage (sorry, at the sovkha still) and closer to midnight the man started to ask for songs, and with the money to break up is not in a hurry. Here is my companion and says:
The Mercury?
and yes!! to
Sergey Evgeny, it’s time to pay!! to
Listen, how do you know me?
- Yes, three years ago, when you left the "Satellite", you exceeded me.
Speed has stopped...