A colleague has not slept for several days, complains: the neighbor after the death of his wife drank and started listening to music at night. and loud. I feel like I’m with him every night, the wall between the apartments is thin. Meloman could have been understood somehow if he had not been deaf. In short, I am tired. He called him in the apartment, knocked, did not open. Probably he does not hear. I am an erudite. by jpg*

Every night, at two o’clock, the sausage begins and ends at about four. He started walking around the neighbors, looking for contacts of relatives, found, gave the phone of his son. The son twisted his finger at the whisk, and the father was deaf. However, he wrote a SMS to his father and came to find out. It turned out that the son himself brought him a watch from the radio and, when he adjusted the time, managed to set up the alarm.