XHH: I went to the toilet. He walked into the cabin and realized that it was worth taking the paper. And, of course, according to the law of wickedness, not grammy. I raise my eyes up. On the wall separating the cabin, A4 sheets lie. I was delighted: somebody heartbreakingly brought the drawings to everyone for joy. I am already trying to take, but a hand from the neighboring cabin takes them, washes them (pardonte) and leaves. First thought: this is the cattle! And the second: it was probably stuck, and the person along with the documents jumped in need. I guess it would be if I still had time to get a couple of leaflets...