Napalm Death - Breed To Breathe

Sitting on a bench near the bowling alley, Mozart watched all this with undisguised pleasure. He liked the girl's courtesy and reasonable behavior, the calm, serious expression of her pretty face, but still now he was more occupied by the peasant, who, quite satisfied with his purchases, finally set off. Mozart put himself in the place of this man, who completely captured his imagination; I realized how serious such a trifling matter was for him, that apprehension and meticulousness with which he was estimating prices, although he could benefit from only a few cruisers. And so, Mozart thought, this man will come home to his wife, and will proudly tell her about his successful purchase, and the children will not wait until he unties his bag, in which, of course, there is something for them;his wife will hasten to serve him food and young home-made wine, and he can hardly complain of a lack of appetite.