In the summer I sit at work (office in a disadvantaged area), I see from the window lies a dumb type without movement in an unnatural posture. I’ll go out for lunch to see. At noon, an ambulance arrives with the police and closes the inspection. I go out, approach the body and the ambulance says:

Oh, one more one!

I mean... Meaning?

Your Comrade?

I am : No. What did you take?

A lot of you go here! Then you fall unconscious!