[ezolotko]

Buk, you are great when you are a farmer's son. But then, when you take your first job, then second, and then you start to think about art of yours, and then you drink more, and then you found a firm with the best friends of yours, and then you quit because one of them start to bully you in a pursuit of power, and then you go to Shanghai to earn your salary in response to a generous proposition - you realize - one thing to do is to work hard, another is to rest; it's up to you to choose. I am choosing hard work, no matter for what's purpose. And that is why I love you, Buk.