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Line from the song: All your swagger blow out a blizzard.

For the time being, Gaur’s jocked body was a source of pride for him. He performs in bodybuilding competitions and does not miss the opportunity to play with the chest muscles in plain sight in any suitable situation. But one day, lubricating the biceps with oil, he gropes for a dense tubercle that protruded under the skin. After a month, wens come out on the chest, on the legs and even… on his face. Doctors helplessly throw up their hands. They say: «We remove them, but they appear again». And most importantly, the number and size of wens was constantly increasing. Gaur looked at himself in the mirror and saw a toad. He could no longer admire his body, much less show to people. His sports career was crossed out. Anger at the injustice of fate accumulates. Gaur gets a regular job for 12 hours 2/2. There are three outlets left in his life: boxing, music and video games. He needs to plug his devalued existence with something.

But today promises to be a delightful day. Gaur is on vacation. He had already gone to training in the morning, where he successfully put two blanches on his opponents, broke his lip and knocked out his shoulder. In the evening he will go to concert of the rapper, to whom he applauded and envied at the same time. To whom he gave all his likes. His songs were heard on the repeat, and some were stripped to the soul. In particular Gaur liked to knock on a gym’s pear under them, imagining how another smile was broken. Wanting to prolong the high mood, Gaur connects to the lobby «Supreme Commander», team online strategy game.

The game begins magically: allies quickly build the troops. They squeeze territory, making their way to the base to opponents. Appetite comes during the game. The invincible Gaur eats more and more enemy tanks. But suddenly there is a turning point. Gaur’s main army is lured into a trap and shot from all sides. Retreating, he did not control the commander, and he was killed. Finally, his team drains the game. Four hours of play is wasted. Losing is always hurtful, and losing so stupidly hurts doubly. But the most offensive thing is that the allies blame him alone for the defeat. All together in one voice, as they conspired. More than the rest, he is offended by the harsh insults of the player under the nickname NightKiller.

«Fakcin moron, fakcin bitch,» he bombs in an international chat. And at the end he adds: «I would break your skull!»

Gaur goes to the club on a rainy street, and these phrases do not let go and spin in his head. It seems that all rain of the world is pouring on this place. It seems that all clouds of the world have accumulated in this place – in its cloud depot. Gaur passes by the overgrown foundation of the planned building. Judging by the height of the trees that sprouted through the concrete slabs, the never-ending construction project dragged on for 10 years, no less. Gaur imagines some schoolboy in glasses behind a computer typing insults with his childish fingers, and thinks: «Who will you break what?! Look how the wind itself is blown away!»

Around the corner is a familiar dark gateway leading to the club. A BMW flies out of it with a bullet, almost knocking down Gaur. He just has time to jump to the side. When turning onto the main road, the car catches the bus with its bumper and brakes on a lamppost. A bull in a jacket jumps out of the BMW and yells at the bus driver:

– Do you know it’s worth 5 million?! Why don’t you give way?!

– And mine is 30 million, – the bus driver laughs in response, patting himself on the stomach.

«Instant karma,» Gaur thinks and disappears into the doorway.

The concert was in fire.

You’re so poor,

I’m so rich!

Spending money on the beach

Million-streamer in the Twitch

– voice of the star with the bass crashes down on the screeching crowd.

Gaur meets an old gym buddy on the dance floor. He used to work as a bouncer, then has risen to the administrator of the club. They chatted after the concert, drinking at the bar. A friend suddenly dropped: «Do you want to take you to the dressing room?» The question is rhetorical.

They lick a few turns in the narrow corridors behind the scenes and here they go: Param-pa-pam! A friend opens the dressing room door. In front of Gaur, lounging on the couch, his idol sticks naked to his laptop. By the jerky movements of his eyes and by the computer mouse, it is immediately clear that he is playing.

«Here’s luck, there’s a common topic of conversation!» thinks Gaur.

He comes closer to take a selfie and chat. The star angrily throws the laptop on the coffee table directly on the big strips of white powder.

«Fakcin moron, fakcin bitch! They ruined the second game of the day, donkeys. I would break your skull!» – rapper cursed. There is the inscription against the background of the explosion on the laptop screen: «NightKiller has been defeated».