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The "aesthetics" of a hostel in your small Russian city makes you sad, but unfortunately you will have to live here for at least two years before you can graduate from university and get an education. You are a student (choose a faculty) living in the same room with Tartaglia, your noisy and cheerful classmate. Ajax, with his back pressed against the radiator, sits on a colorful carpet and eats a sandwich with cheese, cucumbers and sausage with an appetite. His gaze meets yours and he suddenly speaks.

"Come on, buddy, don't look at my sandwich like that. I know it looks delicious, but I'm not giving it to you!"