We were driving to the bar at an exorbitant speed and neither Lis nor Chris stopped me. How could you bet on a person who does not have a soul in you? And how could Mikhail bet that I would lie under the bear? Who, if not him, should know that I am very scrupulous in this matter! I did not let anyone near me, so as not to slide into animal needs. Yes, we are animals, but we can control ourselves! And he bet a hundred bucks on what I'll give Bear on a drunken bench? It seems that I was mistaken not only in Korotkov, but also in...