Rekken: Working in the market, I also had a case when my grandmother came with a puddle and left without it. So I never returned - the bowl was in my backyard for a long time - for a couple of years I chased them by local nurses, calling me a healer, demanding to help get out (or get in) from drinking, consulting, with serious mouths, about the treatment of hemorrhoids with valerian and bringing photos of thick climaxing cabbages for twisting.