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—Actually, it's personal... They call them diaries for a reason, heh-heh. —he scratched his head sheepishly. —Sorry... But I only bought the first one, so I haven't had a chance to fill it out properly yet.
—Thank you. I'll try not to miss the next issue! —shifting from one foot to the other, he decides to give it a try after all. —I just read the interview... It's very well written! And now I'm conducting surveys myself, so you could say I'm almost a journalist! That's what I wanted to say... Don't you... want to participate? I'm sure it's rare in this profession to get a chance to answer questions instead of asking them.
—I would also be very grateful for your help in participating... —he says to the runner.
- Well... I tried to create an air barrier around myself to protect against the wind. Three attempts. That's basically it.
– Druj... – Kamistella pondered. – I can believe it! Once, he took advantage of me when I wasn't quite sober... and then, some time later, he accused me of something. I started threatening him, he threatened me, but we haven't met since. Our glorious city would be much better if, say, a group of young, strong guys got rid of this spoiled brat as soon as possible. I think sooner or later, his arrogance will drive someone too powerful to the breaking point... if he hasn't already...
- Not yet, but if the situation doesn't change, I won't have a choice. Although I'm not sure how the administration can help me, given that this person doesn't do anything directly with his own hands.