He interferes in everything and drives him crazy with his whims, and then also gets seriously ill - probably to spite him. Girlfriends behave inexplicably and make you nervous. The neighbor downstairs, Gray Nightmare, is driving things to a white heat, every now and then pounding on the ceiling with a mop. All of them - young, old, smart, stupid, necessary and unnecessary - want something and constantly spoil his existence. And then there is a dog. Mother's dog. Unless, of course, THIS can be called a dog. And all this needs to be sorted out somehow.

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