It is time to repent of the sins of youth.
As a student, he lived in a shelter and was forever cold hungry, because there was no stable halture. Periodically donated blood for grandmothers, but it is, of course, not a profit. Even for the cheap student dining room, where they were then fed literally for a penny, these very pennies were lacking.
But that time I scratched for lunch and went to the belly party. From the second meal, again because of the lack of funds, I could and refuse, but from hot cheeks - never. They were usually released by the same fat, thoughtful, dreamy aunt. On the right of it, on the stand, stood a chan with the most liquid strains, above the layer - a hill of empty plates, and on the left.
A plate with pieces of meat. Releasing the client, she took an empty plate, threw one piece of meat from a plate there, and then poured two half-pounds of liquid. And here I approach her in a position, and she, as usual, looks dreamingly far away, probably thinking of the dullness of earthly existence, and poured two slices of cheeks, but not into an empty plate, but into one that is filled with meat by battle! I swallowed my saliva and conscience, silently took this plate and sat down in the corner so that no one would hinder me from enjoying corruption.
Craving and pressing, I sublime eaten all these about 25-30 servings.
A bad deed, of course, and God has punished me: I have never been so lucky again.