I don't know what hit my head, but I remember how in many movies a pack of money is thrown up and they fall so beautifully and elegantly to the ground. I got 30,000, I calculated it first. A room was chosen as a test site (not on the street to throw). He threw up - an indescribable spectacle of slowly falling rubles.
I counted, I counted, and I didn’t count a thousand. Cut off all the cuts, nothing. Slowly mad, he decided to repeat the whole process first, in order to determine the location of the requested note.
Rain of money again! I raise my head in view of all this magnificence.
Here is she, the fool! It hangs on the luster.