Tip:
Highlight text to annotate it
X
My friend, Simon Ter-Petrosyan, was a revolutionary
who grew up from a family of wealthy trademen.
His father did not allow him starving kids like me as friends,
but he had his own views.
What the hell happens here?
Who allowed you? Huh?
So, get out of here!
How many times did I tell you? Don't walk with beggars!
...and his small daughter almost died by accident.
The one who saved her had several arm injuries.
This trauma bothers me for the whole life.
Neighbor, can I get in?
- Greetings, respectable Keke! I came to thank you,
and specially your son. He saved my daughter's life.
There are no words to express my thankfulness.
- For us, it's a great honor to have a person like you in our house.
- But I was wrong when I called your boy a thug.
He is a brave and valiant boy.
That's a sign of my thankfulness.
Well, and you need money for your healthcare.
- Take back your money!
I am a friend of your son, and there should be no debts among friends!