Synthesis: Did I tell you the pearl that my venerable drag gave me when I saw my tiny tattoo on my leg? In addition to the standard murmuring in the style of "in old age you will regret," "you will not get married now, "you will not be taken to work," he deeply silenced and added, "and if you are invited to the ball?" And then I realized that I had made a colossal mistake, and the path to the light was forever closed to me.