told a colleague. I saw in June in the entrance an advertisement written with a beautiful flat handwriting. Say, dear neighbors, if you have unnecessary glass pots, please leave them on this window. And the signature is Zoya’s grandmother from such an apartment.

So why not leave? In the coming days, new banks were constantly appearing on the window. A friend also washed a few of theirs and put it.

Later the announcement disappeared and everyone safely forgot about this story.

The breakdown came somewhere at the beginning of September.

This same window suddenly turned out to be housed by banks with various salts, compotes and other types of country conservation. Bottle 40-50 per view. And above them a new announcement of the same author: Dear neighbors, please take your banks.