A friend works in the market, sells sweets of all kinds, cakes there, sweets. We stand somehow with her, we tremble, here comes a 10-year-old girl, says, "Please tell me, please, out of those candy 500 grams." The girlfriend asks: "Half pound?" The girl irritated this way: "No, 500 grams!" Well laughed, we stand on. A minute later, a man approaches, asks: "Why the knives?" Friend: "What?" Man: "This is the ruble"
I love my city ?