I work in the police. Picture with oil: before the frosty morning, we drive through a confidant area, on the subject of offences, on a narrow automobile and pedestrian bridge, we face a well drunk man (if he stands on his feet), on the question "Can you get home yourself?"The man with an insult in his voice (just to the depths of his soul) replied: "What a house, I go to work!!"This country will never be defeated!