I’m walking in a big park, two old ladies in front of me. The roads are not very narrow, but the ladies go so that they don’t get around, whoever rides will understand, we have 90% of the way. I ring the bell, ladies are frightened, confronted, separated, discontented. I move forward, and there is the light. During my waiting for the green light the ladies fit, one so disapprovingly:
- The girl, in general, for everyone "on the wheels" the road out there - and points to the road.
I smile and answer:
What if someone in a wheelchair is there too?
The woman rounded her eyes:
What are you comparing? The same man!

The red girl without a cat.