... Then the smoke was also smelly, but not as caustic as it is now, and hardly anyone poisons insects in the fall. There is no net! - leaving the entrance I found. There is silence in the yard, neither the sound of cars, nor people are really visible... I don't like it! I stand further staring at how the dissipating fog seemed to me, I think what to do. Suddenly someone abruptly put his hand on his shoulder:..