If you can fall in love with the wrong guy or a girl with bad morals, you can even lose your entire family in this Kremlin casino or end up in the parliament den where the trace of many betrayals begins and dies, or even in a breakup when they remotely take away the sun, fuck on the rope or get stuck in a crowd of triggered events like fat Santa Claus in a heating plant, a chimney where the toxic power of traitors to the nation has been flowing from apartments and departments for decades, just as corruption and espionage have many names, perfect crimes go hand in hand with assassinations like electricity on a third rail, laundering money, annexation of minds as before the war in Crimea liquidation of divisions, purchase of sovereignty with the destruction of independence served in the Soviet mess and canteen
sabotage of the highest state institutions with a guarantee of gangster blackmail in this sphere of economic influence machine like a sociopathic socialist cabin.