At times, you feel like you're walking down the high-speed line marking ... The air is saturated with the stench of machine: shredded rubber, oil and gasoline. Steel, perfectly fine, monsters squeezes you from all the sides and you walk along just forward, knowing that every step in the direction outside of the white stripes, can cost your life ... At first, you went ahead only for yourself, then for the sake of those who gave you life and then for the one that gave you life meaning ... For her and only for her forever believe that behind the fade artificial lights bright sun lives, and behind the dirty – gray clouds of ash emissions blue sky lives ... You do believe and go forward. Forward only.
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