The Winter. of Kiev. The high speed tram.

I come back late in the evening from the "golek", but sober).

The tramway is half empty, all working, peaceful, all tired.

At one of the stops the tram stops, and the driver polite asks.

Everybody leaves the wagons. Type "bla-bla tram is not right, move

to the next.”

Everybody goes out. Whatever ends, don’t get into it.

The truck driver is a damaging aunt.

She didn’t get out of the tram, but started shouting loudly, “What is this, people,

is done? I paid for the trip and I was asked to leave.” The Driver

several times already more persistently asks everyone to leave the wagons, and the aunt

More and more furiously cries in response that she will not go anywhere, but will

“Sit down to the evil enemies.” People on the platform are trying.

Imagine your aunt, indicating that the next tram is already standing behind.

After a five-minute quarrel with the “harmful aunt”, all

understand that the option is flexible and begin to persuade the driver to carry "k

“Damn,” this “traffic,” because the tram has already arrived from behind, and everyone wants it.

Sit down and move on.

Angry by the aunt driver, scratching his teeth, dampens into the cabin, closes

the doors. The tram is touching.

Now the apocalypse.

When the first and second wagons pass through the platform, the tram suddenly

Slow and stop. Everyone present turns.

Head to see what happened.

The doors of the first wagon and... by a short arc of doors open.

The “harmful aunt” flies out and the plasma falls into the swarm. Following her high.

The trajectories are followed by two aunt bags.

The door closes and the tram leaves.

............

People who just entered the platform were very surprised why it was.

standing on the platform passengers applaud friendly to the leaving in the frosty

The night tram.

The curtain.