xxx: fuck, work some unclear gave... generally what to do)
YYY: I have the same shit.
XX: I want to be a gardener. As a child, everyone was frightened, and in fact: no responsibility and depression about this, the job is always there and always simple - you don't have to think a lot. A lot of fresh air and health!
YYYYYYYYYYY
Yyy: There is no money.
Yyy: And a bunch of Tajik friends
Yyy: And you live in a cottage with a bunch of people.
Yyy: From the morning long queues to the damned toilet
There is never food.
Funny... Here’s what you exactly described my life in student communion.