A flash of light blinds me.

I don’t know what he saw funny, but looking at the camera, he smiled.

- How old were you then?

- I do not remember already.

He goes to the very edge, and I go after him.

Another click, and this time it takes a night view.

- Student lollipop? My laughter cannot be stopped. - I'm sorry, Korneev. This is very funny.

- Not a first grader. I went to school at seven and a half.

The guy abruptly approaches me, leans shoulder to shoulder, and again a flash of light.

Was there a good reason for that too?

How much compromising evidence...