XX: Do you remember Dimon, our relayer? Is it all in dresses, piercing and with a beard? He was fired on his own will in the summer, but in fact because of his appearance. Well he got upset and went to a rock festival in Germany. There he met some similar bearded motorcyclist, to whom he spilled his story. The uncle was a niche man in a metallurgical company. Now Dimon is fucking at a German factory as an automatic, for a salary twice as much as ours, and in addition: he recorded an album with his uncle, and rides with him in German clubs.