Literally a couple of days ago I saw the rainbow belief in magic and miracles break from the hard surface of harsh reality. I finally got a slider shirt. I wore it the next day. I stand on the subway platform, next to the column, waiting for the train. Not far away stand a boy with a girl and a 5-year-old boy. The boy touched me for a long time and smiled. Suddenly, all the pain of thought is reflected on his face and an idea comes to his mind! With a penetrating cry "Gallie! Hagrid!" The child is rolling his forehead into the column! The world is harsh (