I worked, 2 years ago, as a seller-consultant in a clothing store, by the time it was a month as, i.e. I have learned a little and I know the group more or less. So I stood somehow next to the box office (she was almost in front of the entrance door) with a colleague (Iliya seemed to be his name), some things they did, communicated. Then he went to another hall, and a minute later, from the main entrance, he entered only in a jacket and a coat, which he said, “Call Elijah,” and he went out. I was in a stupor, the administrator was nearby also approached, says:"Go Eli call"-I stand, I try to squeeze something out of myself, then he is already laughing:"You are smoked something?". I thought, everything... the Matrix was broken or a stem of any kind, as it turned out that this Ilya has a twin brother, about whom he has never talked about in all my time of work. I have the first in my life "brain trauma" of this kind.