Recently there was a framework in a responsible and solid institution, a whisper broke out, they were told to take everything out of their pockets.
The usual movement put everything out, and there - a steam car, two teaspoons, a brass pen from the box and a cover of the bottle of perfume. There was no phone and no keys.
From suspicious and testful eyes almost melted. I don’t look like the father of a six-year-old boy.