Dear Anna, it is light!

I appeal to you with the lowest prayer, for the evil has come to pass. The malignant printer in the office of Tomilino the Sixth went crazy and in his blindness stopped receiving the IP address prepared for him by the DHCP server. I fought with him in a fierce battle not on the stomach, but to death, but I could not recognize the nature of this severe illness. And as a temporary measure, I pulled him a USB cable into his fist, removing the one with the ATS.
Do not leave our operators with your mercy in these days of darkness, so that they may continue to carry their feat in the land of Russia. And they will not forget the heroic victories and will serve the service desk in the form laid down.

I say goodbye to Sim.
Your companion
and Alexis.