Book: Confession himself

Moving in my childhood, tin soldiers, reading with a sinking heart, books about the war, without standing in endless queues full (sometimes comical) violence films, bringing a toy gun into a friend from childhood, we are preparing to defend it with weapons in hand, prepared to sacrifice the most expensive in the name of this is very subjective, as it turns out then, good. Honest thoughts boys we did not hesitate to throw in dreams on the redoubts of the enemy more and more shelf abstract men. We do not notice when our games from the world of dreams pass into the real world. Our brain is ready to sacrifice, sacrifice, sacrifice... Yes, Yes, of course - "in the name of justice".