The lights were turned off in the apartment, not for long..You're sitting in the dark, it's already night outside the window...You are waiting for your brother, in the hall, sitting on the sofa, pressing your knees, looking out the window..Thinking about him..I hear the door open.. You lived in an apartment that was given to us by the Port Mafia, you didn't understand much about it..I didn't know much..But it doesn't matter, he came..