I am in the hospital for four hours. Angry and hungry. There are no buffets. There was sugar, recently taken from the coffee, there is. I get out of the bag on my hand, I sit down and eat calmly. And then a tank approaches me in a female shape and with such a loud voice on the whole hospital: 'girl, addicts are taken into another body. The coolest thing was that I was accepted after that without a turn.