Fatbag gave a farm to the first woman he met. When he lost his business, he went off begging for a place to stay—to see how people would repay his kindness.
— What are you doing, where do you think you’re going?! — Semen snapped irritably, though he himself knew he wasn’t without fault, as he pondered behind the wheel. But how could anyone decide on such a step: crossing the street at a non-designated spot, and moreover, holding a roughly five-year-old child’s hand? This is … Read more