"A martini please, not stirred, shaken."
John Doe... That's me, currently working as a vagrant.
Of course, for professional underground workers this is just - "a [trial]".
As you all know, as a person who is not qualified to time travel, life is a pile of shit.
On the second day after traveling through time and becoming a homeless person, I got into trouble due to such bad things as [Redistributing social resources occupied by the damn capital exploiters/stealing luxury car tires].
Then, I don't want to retell how I met the love of my life in the bureau. We quite have something in common on the matter of [redistributing social resources occupied by damn capital exploiters].
I can already see the future of our marriage, and the future seems bright.
It should be so.
Intent: Alas and Happy