No, if you’re a loser, it’s for the rest of your life. Decided in which century to disassemble the dishes. I opened the closet and took a pot. Around the closet, the covers of the pot fell and hardly hit my leg. When I bended behind the lid, the door from the closet sharply clogged and with all of it knocked me on the head... Sitting down to drink tea - spread it, pouring some papers. I saved the papers, but when my mother came, it happened, because it was not that report, not that kind of thing.
Wear a talisman for good luck :)
She wore it. But he broke the chain and I lost him.