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I sit in the car, looking in the rearview mirror ...
I see a woman talking and holding the hand of a child age 5.
A child with the other hand pulling some cardboard box. It can be seen that the mother tries to persuade throw the box, but my son in any disagrees.
Then she asks him for what he was - a child is silent.
And so five times.
This is already happening in front of the side glasses and I clearly hear the conversation.
 - Why do you box?
- ... - I'm asking you why this dirty box?
Child jumping up the cry:
 - Why? Why! When I zdohnu of your questions bury me in it!