A friend works in an eco-cosmetic office. Chemistry in the weekend. A small work area is located in the industrial zone. Do you know what the area in Peter is? Abandoned factories, offices, tires, rehearsal points – all in one. Here is. Specifically, they have the office of some builders on the floor below and directly in front of their garage in the yard. Constantly something is cooked, roasted, scratched and milled.
A friend on one of the working days went out of methodical work to the toilet. He comes back and continues his work. Here, a man in an industrial combination breaks into her with a panic expression of a bearded face and is impulsively interested:
Didn’t anyone die here?! to
Emmy is not.
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Did you not notice anything?
Emma, what did I do?
- We have here a balka jumped, flew to you through the window.
Looking around, it’s real! A hole in the glass, a bunch of fragments and a huge metal rolls a little further, its mother, a barrel, almost like a rail! He began to blink unclearly:
- we were there carpooling, we have a bit of a specific self-made and we carpooled, then it was crazy, but we will change you and we will order quickly.
The Funny Men.