You ask, what is the betrayal? In the summer of 2011, I was invited to work in a regional center. What happened there is described in my poems and photos that have survived from that time. In fact, I consider the government and people “burdened” with power to be a betrayal, who not only ruined the district’s medicine, but also profited from this collapse under the loud slogans of party members. Maybe something has changed, but I don't believe it. Especially against the background of the optimization of medicine in the country. Hello to my colleagues in the area!Contains foul language.