Two pairs of eyes look at me. Young people - with the enthusiasm of the winner, adults - with the broken pattern...

I don’t want to disappoint you, man. But the young eyes looked at you with the thought "wow, you can rubbish and you will be picked up - all as in 4 years". And adults - with the thought of how the mimicrocodiles interfered in the educational process. Because you are no different from the grandmothers who chew chocolate to a two-year-old allergic - eat, little, until the mom sees. I have invented a diet!