Handur
By the way, you won’t believe the happiness... in terms of the matrix.

We went, I remember, to drink vodka with the praporters. In front of us is a tired man. He pushes him strongly. The long coat is folded, the dark glasses on the back of the neck are thrown away. And then we go after him for 30 meters. The man suddenly enters the telephone box. I turned away for a second - I turned to the side where the man entered the booth. He is not there!!! to

Handsome (
We get closer - and he is lying there and sleeping, shit.