Yesterday I went for business in Shushara. I wait for a friend at the supermarket. Here to me, wandering, a man, characteristic of the outside, is heading. Apparently, either a bomb, or a very close to this social element. And, accordingly, the intentions with which he went were clear at first sight.

Can I turn to you? (He started out kindly)

I guess about money?

No is! Do not think! I have money!

Having said this phrase, he took out a bunch of coins from his pocket... Then he thought, and sadly continued:

I just need more...