In Prague, my “Dobri Dan” is like a morning roll call from the blue: “I am mine! Everything is fine". And in Moscow "Hello" it looks like a tow's attempt to talk with a penguin Once my friend, jumping out onto the balcony, began to witness an accident that happened right in front of her house: one case drove into the ass of the other Czech car. The screech of the brakes, roar, the boom in the software, at the intersection, all the movement rises.