I grunted vaguely, tried to shake the cigarillo out of the pack, but it was empty. Your mother. How to break your psyche and get into trouble, so I am a geomancer-geomancer! And how you need to conjure one small smoking stick - so nifiga! It's a shame.

- Do you have tobacco?

- I do not smoke. I don't like smoke.

And here is a bummer.

“But if he goes back to the north, stays there, gets married, it will still collapse, you understand? All this ... - I waved my hands around me, including in my little world the sea, the sky, the palm trees, and the centurion...