The forest was smoked out... Episode III

I wrote this book for harsh need. I would like my book to lay on the shelf in the toilet room, where the reader would be pleasure under a cigarette. Three months ago, I was on the chalie, and the bony hunger looked down on the horizon. To get the required work, the customer set the condition to write a story about my fall in his magazine. I did it with disgust, despising myself. Respect for world literature did not allow me for many years to clog the cultural arable land. The book does not need to be studied, search for codes and concrete, there is no, there is no. It is recommended to take with him the plane, in the train. The experience of the first book shows that it is good in road and suburban train