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Imagine anniversary, sitting with relatives, drink (much). We decided to go with Uncle smoke in the corridor.
 We stand, then, in the span between the first and second floor. Back slowly lifted some grandmother. Seeing us, begins to wail, saying, kuryut here and smoke on the fifth floor rises, and right under her door and breathe because of this house there is nothing, no health on drugs is not enough money, and they kuryut and kuryut all kuryut and kuryut.
 I must say, the window in the stairwell is virtually absent, so that all the smoke went out. I thought it prudent not to enter into discussions with the granny and simply turned away.
Uncle, man of peace, besides the heated pair of liters that we had with him in dvoem suck politely said to her:
 - Here you upward climb and climb all, and us to the second floor all the sand pours and pours. You open the window at home - all the air out, and we are here to work with shovels until next Friday.
 First time in my life I choked on a cigarette.

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