Anna Gold
“Damn it! That stupid asshole with his department of development hasn’t done anything in this month! Neither he has in two previous months! Enough! Today he will get a lesson of effective development and work for the money I’m paying to him!” – Anna threw her cigarette away and spitted on the floor of her office balcony, covered with dust and sand. “The worm will eat some sand tonight” – she thought covering her bare toes with the sticky black mud.
