Eugene: In other words, about dystrophy. My neighbor is still a shit in wow. So today I wake up at 11 a.m. and look at the neighbor’s bed – empty! I was delighted to spend today quietly and without idiotic screams in a language I did not understand, I went to cook eggs, had breakfast, then opened lectures on matan, played music. And what was my surprise when the blanket was delayed, squeezed, hardened like an 80-year-old grandfather, and then asked to turn off the music, because THAT, BLIN, IS NOT EXPULSED!!! I thought I went crazy until the head appeared, and then the whole body along with the laptop...