Let’s go with Leah today. The rain fucking. Leha goes, looking under my feet, I am on the sides of the eye. I looked at the vitrine some, I hear behind my back a deaf blow: Leha from all the way fit his forehead into the lantern pillar. Very well fit - the consciousness has left the body, the blood is splashing. I am in panic, let me call an ambulance. A crowd is already gathering around. The ambulance arrived literally two minutes later. They pressed the body and went to the hospital. Something struck him on the way, he woke up. I wonder what kind of shit this fool is looking at. The answer is brilliant: I, he says, just bowed my head so that the glasses didn't fall in the rain - the hell will be wiped off afterwards. I blink, I ask, and what, in fact, prevented him from removing his glasses in the envelope during the rain. Not so bad vision not to see the pillar in the middle of white day. The answer just killed me: “Are you a fool? Without glasses, I can’t see well, but I can’t see anywhere.