I decided to become a clinical psychologist just walk the streets of my city.
This city is afraid of me. I saw his true face, the streets - the continuation of the gutters and ditches filled with blood.And when the drains are clogged completely, all this scum starts to sink ... when dirt of lust and murder froth them up to the waist, all the whores and politicians will look up and cried:"Save us!" I whisper, "No."