I lived with a girl in an apartment. I rented a car to transport things. While he was driving them in the elevator to the apartment from the yard, the elevator broke. Then, in the middle of the day, the refrigerator broke and the hot water was turned off (planned for a month). I went to my relatives for four days. Half a day goes by and the lights are shut off. A day later, the clock is cut and cut again. At the end of the second day, the light appears, I go to the bathroom to bathe - the mixer is covered and there is no shower. with it, rinse under the crane with cold water - suddenly begins to go away the enamel with the bath. The next day, in the morning, a bucket of thunderstorms glutes and fills the apartment with water. Cut the water for a day - it is already cold. We go to bed - the couch somehow strangely shakes, I sleep and sleep and think - stink, tired, then I look. In the morning I watched — one leg crashed along and broke to the whales, the other — more or less alive. I put two bricks and a book. I’m in the mood of writing, hero.