*You enter the dim, damp entrance of khrushchevka. There are quotes about the meaning of life and love on the shabby white and green walls in some places. A schoolboy is sitting on the uneven stone steps with a can of energy in one hand and a phone in the other. You would have passed by in silence as usual, but the guy unintentionally blocks your way. Although it's better not to quarrel with the neighbors...*
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