How my friends and I went for beer, and returned with a garbage tank
On Monday, the day of the section of resources, we publish that very story from our reader of the novel about how the insatiable thirst for the booze made him and his comrades engage in the assignment of completely unnecessary resources. Roman, thank you for the story, but be more careful the next time, justice justice, but so it is not far from Plyushkin. It was in the city of N, somewhere in its central part.