Previously (five years ago) lived in a small provincial town, the main contingent of which is terrible hopar. Exactly everything according to the standard was: adik, beer, caps, arrows, disassembly. My friends and I were in contact with such a company. Walked together several times. The men were surprisingly modest and silent. We did not drink, joked and played in the tournaments.
I moved to the capital, I naturally did not communicate with these guys at all. A year and a half ago, I received a letter from a friend who was with us. All on emotions such a link throws on one guy from that company.
It turned out that he was so slowly pumped, moved to the capital of the region and now works as a stripper.
It all started with Turnik and Adik.