As they say, got from the ship to the ball. It is, in fact, almost true, just a shame that when I was untied from the side of the ship your bike, hastily planted a set of keys and a personal knife. But having remembered words of the friend-biker Valikhan Koshumbayev that it isn’t necessary to worry about such small losses supposedly it gifts to people who will find them, I calmed down. God is with him, with this instrument…

And here in Buenos Aires! It’s a little too close… like I’m in Hong Kong or Kathmandu in Nepal, or even on the streets of one-way French towns. A lot of cops.