I was placed in a psychiatric hospital, for examination, from the military committee. The guys who slept before me explained everything to me. Boiling water, say (for teas, coffee, cocoa) according to schedule. And drunk them in the evening to drink tea and the nurse (21 years old) does not want to warm them water. Then the boys took the poems:
I am crazy in your eyes.
Especially for your beauty.
But in the boiling water refusal for us
These are broken dreams.
He is not as dear to us as you.
You are more precious to us than gold.
Oh fucking! Pick up water.
The Third Chamber!
Before that she could not resist.