The summer. The Electric. Ordinary electricity. Who knows, it’s gone later. The main shock is when you take the first step into the car and you are captured by the atmosphere of a well-heated oven. Then you just sit, breathe, run around and pray that lean thin girls sit next to you, not healthy men or grandmothers, to whom you inevitably stick.
And here, someone, whether dreaming about the unfortunate, or looking at foreign films, apparently, on an internal connection turned to the mechanic with an insistent request. I will not lie, I have not heard the question. But the whole train heard a response from the GHS. In a straight, very polite tone, the engineer replied:
Unfortunately, there is no air conditioning in the train. There is heating. to enable?