Impressions of Peter

Fuck, what a shit, what a cold, fuck! Has Zebra not been painted? Where to go fucking? Where are the lights? Fucking tokens on the subway, fucking sweat where to put them! Rain is fucking dull. Parade and bleaching. Porebriki and Shaverma. Pushes are not shit pushes, but punches, bleat! The smell of houses in the basement. Not there turned, all fucking, all as extinct! There are no shops, no shit. The bridges are divided. What should I do at 2 p.m. at night? Fuck the wind fucking. The escalator in the subway fucking 80 meters deep, stand the fox for 5 minutes and wait for it to get to the top.

I really liked it overall.