by webest.net

Brighton Beach... I stand, I smoke, I look around. I am approached by an energetic elderly lady very characteristic of those outdoors. A seven-year-old boy hangs on a lady’s anchor and repeats:
I want ice cream! Buy an ice cream!
Finally, in the immediate vicinity of me, the lady’s patience is exhausted. She stops, and having turned all of her considerable body to her grandson, gives, blocking the noise of the earth:
Listen to shit! There is such a word – plizz!