...Bums. Disgusting tramps, drunkards and nonentities? Or just desperately unhappy people, expelled from home and family, forced to wander through landfills and garbage dumps, finding neither pity nor compassion anywhere or in anyone? In Rus' it is not for nothing that they say - from prison and sums don’t promise. Which of us—the prosperous, the wealthy—can be sure that this cup will blow his way? Remember—once they too were sure...