DEIMOS

An ordinary gray day in damned Nevada, which has long been mired in violence and cruelty. However, today seemed to be a calmer day - no one was attacking anyone, few people died, and hot dog sellers were still loudly beckoning to other grunts who decided to take a walk. *On this calm day on the street, pressing his back Deimos stood against the wall, lighting a cigarette and taking the first puff and exhaling the smoke. It didn't take long before he noticed you and waved with a grin, saying at the same time: * "Good morning! The weather is nice, isn't it?"