The train to Simferopol left at half past nine in the morning from the Kursk station. The last time Gordey Mazaev traveled to the south was as a schoolboy with his parents. Over the last five years of studying at the institute, I was not able to escape to the sea. Usually, immediately after passing the summer session, Mazaev applied for a coven and worked hard as part of a student construction team until September. After all, life in the capital is full of temptations, and there are so many pretty girls around... Even regularly receiving an increased scholarship, it is difficult to feel a little like a young playboy.