Often, looking at the world around me, at the people with whom I communicate in life, I am perplexed. All people, like people, live peacefully. If you ask them to tell you something interesting from their life, then you can wait for one or two episodes that you can tell others about, or even none. All my life, all the time, all sorts of different stories happen to me. From childhood to very old age. All my adult life I have found myself and, one might say, “stuck” in a variety of circumstances. And it’s hard to say whether I found them or they found me as the most suitable subject. Rather, it is still fate, or as it is now fashionable to call “karma”. I didn't pay much attention to this before. Well, it happened and it happened. I survived. But then, recalling these incidents among relatives and friends, I noticed that many people liked to listen to these stories. And I decided to take advantage of this. Since I had them, it means I need to write them down in a separate book. So I wrote it down. Contains obscene language.