Another day is greeted by dense fog and burnt leaves.
I really want to look into the eyes of people who burn leaves and of course see there darkness, frightening emptiness and the absence of a brain.
For several days in a row, I fell asleep with the smell of smoke in the apartment. There is no wind outside. But there are monsters that now set fire to leaves or garbage, or both. It is still possible to breathe, but these inhumans are poisoning the whole city.
It doesn’t matter what kind of windows you have, this smoke penetrates through the smallest crack, the ventilation. It is necessary to make either maximum protection along the entire perimeter or to dump from here to a more adequate location.
Although what am I crying for? There is a war in the country and these indignities can be experienced without paying attention. But when you can’t do anything, it’s very annoying. Maybe a wet cloth (mask) will help, or a high-quality gas mask.
The first I can do myself, and the second I have to look for and buy just in case.
Once upon a time there was an old gas mask with an external filter. Lost somewhere.
Yesterday I finally finished work on the article “What is war” and today it is ready for publication. The site already has a working appearance and will become part of the general public in a few days, let’s release this fish in the Internet ocean.
Let it have fun, enjoy its freedom.
