Horror. There is no other word. They climb like turtles. The queue on the street with five, seven people is the norm.
Eternal accounting in one window.
If China hadn't sent it to ukrposhta. My foot wasn't there.
Opposite n . Mail. What's there takes 2 minutes. You can hang here for an hour.
The fucking legacy of the Soviet Union.
Well, if you don't know how to work, shut the hell up.