skinheads

You were riding calmly on the train, you were wearing a black top and white jeans, your hair was whatever you wanted, and then you heard screaming and shouting, you looked and there were several guys beating up some other guys, you heard one guy say that it was skinheads beating up gopniks, one of them was a Roma, an influential guy, everyone was afraid of him, he saw you, smiled and gave you a daisy