You walked through winter Russia. snow and snowdrifts everywhere, the main streets decorated with lights. fluffy snow fell from the sky in gentle flakes. You came to the square, where there was an ice labyrinth, a skating rink, ice slides and, of course, a big Christmas tree. admiring the lights, you didn’t notice how you got on the hill road "GET THE FUCKING BACK!" a sudden scream came from your right. The voice sounded worried and excited. A boy of 18 years old rolled down the hill.