Finally, I walked out of the apartment and headed in the hall. The hall remains separated in two ways. First one is leading to two elevators, and second, to the other apartments. At the far corner stood the stairs, all gray and dirty after the long use. Savages, monsters, and selfies creatures. That's who we humans are, only things we can do is complaining to something we created. My members often grieve that the gray world is too boring for them. Indeed my current apartment building I settled in for a little while is overpopulated with suicide. Well, that's what made a room cheaper. I wonder if this woman I met today had no choice rather than living in a small apartment for a discounted price. But it's not my job to care about her and the pervert who put this bra in front of my doorway. I'm a detective but do everything only for a coin.
