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Naked men in only T-shirts run through the fog. The Barboskins with the whole team gathered at the start. 350 runners at the start were devoured by darkness and after a while you run alone. But when you run back, you see that everything is so bad, there are people behind you, and you are not the last. The calm silence of the cemetery and the rooks, as well as the boy with cerebral palsy, motivated him to run away. The Chinese were ready to press the heel of the gas. The police caught violators, and what a cunning stuntman staged demonstration shows on a moped. Jumped and flew on his own bike. At the end, the guys of our club gave me a flag in my hands, warmly and with support finished after. Smoke was smoking in the barrel, and there were pictures of joyful and sometimes accustomed runners
