ksila, that immediately ksila, and you were thinking, who, you want to say, i’m the last, no, he’s a last, bastard, what are you saying, well, shut up, basotho, you sit down, you’ll follow me, thank you, i feel better now, thank god. why did i gather you here, so that i could get lost among people, get lost, and not scare them away, get so fucking annoyed, because there wasn’t a day when... someone didn’t tried to kill me, what's the point of an operation, what's the point when everyone can come to the old address and find out who's the boss, who's next, come on in, go to the forces, and what's going straight to the sivo, what? what immediately to the forces? boss, who could have known that the honar was sent by the himalayan, he’s your sidekick, and what do you propose to do now? i’m not suggesting anything, i’ve already done everything, i’ve developed a legend. i developed a legend specifically for my new appearance, i’m 30 years old, i live with my mother, an elderly woman, i go to social services for her, to the clinic, i work as a nurse, i sew plush niches. i don't tolerate peop