And sad, and... sad

This is not even “bile” and its “drop”, but sadness and... sadness. They killed the bailiff Pavel Gorbunov, who was remembered by many from the history of the village of Rechnik. That is why they killed him, as they believe. The head was hit with a pipe on the playground. And they didn’t take anything that was in his pockets.

There are no words - a person is a person, and no matter what he is, you still feel sorry for him, especially if he suffers a painful death. But Gorbunov’s pockets turned out to be very eloquent.

An iPhone and Nokia 8800 are okay, these are trifles, although for most citizens even two such phones are more than a month’s salary. And, by the way, the salary of a bailiff is higher. He also had in his pocket the keys to a Lincoln Navigator car, which, even a used one, costs at least two million, a Rolex watch, which could cost anything at all, but in any case we are talking about thousands of dollars. and finally a 500 euro bill inserted into the passport. Such is the gentleman's set of a bailiff.

I feel sorry for Gorbunov. He could still live and live. But that’s not the only reason it’s sad.