We met yesterday with a classmate, he works in a store of medical equipment, tools and all kinds of mistakes, there is a mini-office. further from his face.

In the evening, closing soon. I sit at work, work in tanks, sometimes I look at monitors from cameras.

I see some engine at the entrance. I watch - two schoolthrones stand and crack on the Braille font, where the working time and contact info are placed. Apparently funny to them it seemed that a blind disabled person would come and start driving with his hands on the food.

I get up, go out and knock them up with a sleeve. One man managed to escape, the other was caught by the cap. I keep holding and asking, “Nahera? Tell me Naira? “” It is silent. I take him to the store, telling the partner at the box office to look after him. I bring him a cane with water and a cloth.

“Go,” I said, “your

Stir and went to wash. and washed.

All I say, go on.

has gone.

After 40 minutes, a partner runs to me and says that a man came to me with mint. I think “Huawei.”

I went out, I watched — there are a man, a mint and that boy. The man's face is such that there would be no mint - he would have crushed me with our same scalpel on the vinegret. I wonder what the matter is.

Ment reports to me that from the words of the boy I insulted him, beat him, raped him, drove him in the face, made him sit on a bottle and called his mother the last words.

I say, “Okay, shit, go on!”

We enter the office, give them a recording from the cameras, where everything is perfectly visible, what they and a friend did and what punishment he suffered. We go out. Father approaches his son and tells him so much that I sat down. I apologized and left.

All suitable parents. What the boy hoped for, one thing is known.