I remembered the people, they could write about them, they could have lost the time, they could have lost the time, they could have lost the time, they could have lost the rest of the late eighties, God knows how I found myself in the outskirts of the city, but also in the most disadvantaged part of it, the real backyards with the success of the people, they could have lost the time, they could have lost the money, they could have lost the rest of the days.I remember that I was looking for some arrangement in the middle of the eighties, and I could have been confused that I could have been in the outskirts of the city, and even in the most disadvantaged part of it, it was worth me to cross it with my calculations, and I would not have been afraid to help the people, and I would not have been
 Three of these four I never met again in my life, but one of them from time to time saw and communicated, he lived in the area where I lived.Money from me he refused categorically, it seems to me I ask him for money and he would be broken into a patch, but would find them for me.He quoted me somehow a little changed, Antoine Saint-Exupéry-"You will always be responsible for the one you saved."So, a few years have passed and I was going with a familiar girl, we go with her near the garbage containers and suddenly from one of them my old friend comes out and shrimp me so-"The girl met, boy?"And I scream to him in response -"Yes, folder."Do not pass on the surprise that I saw in the eyes of the girl, I tell her that the folder from the factory was fired and so far, as it is... The girl was what it needs, with a good sense of humor, promised to show a very decent garbage, where her unemployed mother collects bottles...