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fireworks shots are nothing more than an attempt to kill the sky with the blossoming fleeting beauty of the flash to amaze and fill the voids of the black eye sockets of the night

on the evening of January 23, my friend Alexey and I were returning from work, we were drinking beer from a bottle

We were snatched with headlights from the mixture of gray curves of houses and space wastelands by a passing patrol car

and two consciences in tunics with the help of batons took us to the police station

the senior chief investigator did not welcome his subordinates with abuse, you called yourself, he shouted, he called them on 911, no calls came to my senior chief control panel, you are dogs of the regime, where are these innocent citizens from, where is the corpus delicti people die every minute in this panel-concrete hell, radical organizations raise their hydro-headed appendages and the minds of the weak and doubting are like weathervanes creaking in the wind if you shoot your legs with a service officer, if you shove a beer bottle in your anus, if you remove the fat and fat from you with files and sample screams and a thousandth part of your suffering will not cover the shame of the fragments green and brown glass on your tongues arranged in a mosaic of the words POLICE WINE IS LIMITLESS, a disapproving wave of the boss’s hand knocked over the remaining hours and the signatures about the absence of complaints moved Alexey and me to the pre-work softness of home beds. Two days later, my mother’s phone received a call from a hidden caller and a crying voice. who introduced himself as me, my mother groaned, I was framed by my mother, I’m innocent, I forgot my last name, my friend Alexey framed me when I handed him drugs and beer, and now I’m in captivity of the state, swallowing tears and even the evil operatives in new uniforms, their experienced faces wrinkle from the unenviability of my fate, but kindness and understanding they have no actual limits and they agree for a thousand dollars and my word of honor about non-participation in drug scams close your eyes to this whole story replay time cut the Gordian knot of cause-and-effect relationships and the leathery voice of an operative with a cut tongue confirmed these words mom called me and I I put boxes of alcohol on the shelves and could not, in accordance with the company's rules, receive incoming calls and in the evening my mother did not let me go home, no money like that, she screamed, she was going to jail, go to jail, because of the noise, the district police officer came and from him we already learned that in the giggling corridors they bifurcate everyone who left a signature on the protocols of the gloomy areas and the hellish chariots of the patrolmen are taking the unfortunate dopplegangers to prison and my double went to prison every day he went to sew a police uniform, learned to smoke cigarettes, I give him books to the prison library, those that can be given away forever books will never return from prison in each of I am writing to them, dear double, let you not be as lucky as me, let the news warm you that Alexei and I feel sorry for you every day and launch small fireworks into the sky and black cats squint at us with their Egyptian slits with police cameras on the fundus and that my mother has lost peace I’m afraid that you’ll come back embittered and take away our apartment. I think that you’re more interested there than in nothing, that there’s no malice or anger in your heart, you’re almost like a mother, you yourself give life to new jackets and the tissue behind the epithelium fills them with new policemen who will never be much to preserve the order of our common eternal heavenly kingdom.