Character: Ashley Hunt. Page 1

ᅠ Many detective stories are based on the fact that the inspector for some reason fell down, certainly finds oblivion in a glass and with a melancholic look reflects on the rotten world, from which, in general, it is not ashamed to escape through the back door called "suicide". Then - Flash of lightning! Thunder! Tucket! - 220 volts light up in his ass, and he zealously grabs the investigation. I don't care that before that many unsuccessfully tried to get close to a powerful insidious enemy, who turned the perfect crime, an ordinary fool with certainly hidden outstanding abilities will be able to shed light on the actors, unleash even sophisticated intrigue and (although sometimes according to his own concepts of justice) punish any bad guy.
Such a typical portrait of a loser who has bypassed everyone is cultivated with terrifying frequency. They say, you can be a complete scum of society, just wait for the case (situation) that will open your potential. A delightful image (in terms of dirt to princes), but in the real world, the outsider sits head-to-ear in shit, waiting for a great event, instead of changing, adjusting his behavior and learning something new. What for? After all, one day - perhaps on New Year's Eve! - the fairy mother will appear and with her magic will help to be at the ball, which will turn life upside down...

“Sorry, Mom, but this is the truth,” I replied with a shrug as I walked down the steps towards the taxi.

- It seems to me that for me it is already crumbling. Let's go to.

- For me, this has always been the subtext, they only emphasize what is beneficial for the rich and successful, because this way they can invest those thoughts that are beneficial to them. That is why very few people decide to speak and write the truth, the one that just do not like these people who are conducting from behind the curtains, because they punish them very seriously for it ... deadly ...

- I, in general, do not see any special advantages in the life of a bachelor, except that you will never forget about the wedding anniversary, which you did not have. But, you know, even single mothers are not very popular, and single fathers - even more so.
- To me, it doesn't affect the relationship much if it's serious. If I become a single mother and someone tells me, "A child is a burden and is not ready to take responsibility," I'll just laugh back. Because any relationship is a responsibility, and children appear in the course of this very relationship. And unplanned. Why do I need such a person who can say that he is not ready to accept our child? I'd rather buy myself a vibrator than live with such a man.
- You see, people often have a very different attitude towards their own and other people's children. Your children are a part of you, they have some special attitude. And if the child is not yours, and even old enough, it's completely different. It's probably about some other animal instincts. We take care of our offspring, sometimes at the expense of others.

Whatever happens in our life, we are forced to rebuild a new life on the ashes and ruins. Clinging to stupid hopes, believing that someday we will get to the eternal white strip - we diligently erect, without knowing it, a sand castle near the very edge of the ocean. Sooner or later there will be a tide and it will wash away, but we try not to think about it, enjoying a moment's calm. But we only have it now, so a moment's lull is our present life.

We become maniacs when something grabs us so strongly that we forget about sleep, food, and other things.

Police officers are part of the immune system. They penetrate into all the arteries of the city and monitor the viability of this "organism". Ordinary people, far from police everyday life, do not realize that any situation can turn into something unforeseen. You may suddenly realize that you are in the very epicenter of a similar situation, or even unconsciously create it. The policeman knows this very well from personal experience, and he is focused on the possibility of changing the situation at any second. An officer must be prepared for the worst, because he works in an environment that is almost impossible to control - it's like balancing over an abyss, standing on a very thin line. Faced with aggression, the mental state of a person changes, whether he wants it or not, whether he realizes it or not. The police are soldiers, only inside the city, not in war. But they constantly talk about the second, they tell how difficult it is for them to adapt to a peaceful life after the "hot spot", but the first ones, our brave policemen, are mentioned in passing, while they, returning after another day of service, take away the memory about things that are sometimes worse than those that some soldiers saw in the war. It is only in the movies that the work of a police officer looks romantic: weapons, uniforms, bearing ... but in life everything is much more complicated: husbands and wives of police officers often have to bear all the burdens of the service, but much more terrible is that none of them knows if they will return. beloved or beloved after another working day ...