"Dog carcass in alley in the morning, the track tires on the torn belly. This city is afraid of me. I've seen his true face: the street - the continuation of the gutters and the gutters are filled with blood. And when the water will be completely clogged, - all this scum will start to sink. When the accumulated dirt of lust and murder froth to the waist, all the ♥♥♥♥♥♥ and politicians will look up and cried out, "Save us!". I whisper: "No". Now the whole world is on the edge, looking down into the ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ hell. All these liberals, intellectuals, sweet-talkers, and somehow suddenly no one knows what to say. Beneath me, this awful city, - he screams like an abattoir full of mentally retarded children, and the night reeks of fornication and bad conscience ...