I remembered the tram story.
Two young girls are talking. More precisely - one tells (loudly, emotionally), and the other with square eyes is listening to her. The essence of the story was reduced to the fact that the girl was at a wedding, where her faithful fell drunk in the water. Tamadu interrupted, tried to remove the microphone, sang the loudest of all, etc. I didn’t understand why the girl was so upset, many at the wedding were drunk, well, she would call a taxi and take her home. And here’s the end of the story: “...and then I went out and fell asleep in the car. Everyone comes to me and asks why I’m alone. And I do not know what to say. And here’s that silly wedding dress.”