Once he was in the bus, at one of the stops in the window, he watched a picture: a man with a bitch-like appearance asked someone for a cigarette, holding it in his mouth began to look for fire in his pockets... and from the top of the shutdown began to roll a decently plotted sink of snow (I think a man hit, not too!) The cigarette falls out of his mouth, he makes a step forward and at this moment the snow lava finds itself behind his back...he looked back with shattered eyes and spotted the whole district: I will never stop smoking!!! He kissed a cigarette, smoked and evaporated.