About the Rich

I had a colleague, not a friend, but a friend. In Soviet times, we
He worked with him in the same enterprise, he lived with his wife and son in a communal.
with all the delights of communal wars, quarrels, scandals. In the years
He went into business with his head. He became rich and bought an apartment. A is
Then, in the late nineties, the apartment was sold - the house was bought. No, not on
In a good place, but also in a good place. And it started. The guards appeared.
gardeners, governors (for grandchildren), drivers, chefs, washers, some more
A useful chair.
At the meeting, a friend sadly said to me:
It feels like I live in a community again.