Yours. Bolotin K.

“He who owns information owns the world,” he loved to repeat the faceless voice, sending me to the next task of the production of the same information. I obeyed orders, but I perfectly understood: no one would allow me to “rule the world”, which means that one day they would let me into expenses. Going on the next task, I clearly realized - I will not return back. They will not allow me to. But on this score I had my opinion and a long -developed escape plan.