ТАХО

A telephone conversation in which the entire city dissolved: a trembling wire, determination tinged with laughter, and the smell of petrol in the back seat. The words come like a checklist - threats, bills, Chevrolets and wolves - and yet there is a surprising everyday calmness, as if this were just another utility problem that needs to be solved quickly.

The irony in the voice - warm, cynical - makes the scene almost cosy: criminal life under the kitchen lamp, where calculation and arrogance coexist with crude humour. The musical backdrop seems to wink, confirming that all the roles have been assigned here, and even fear is told to look beautiful.

It leaves a feeling of a cold dawn after a night full of plans and mistakes: lots of cars, lots of words and a small phone call that changed everything. It makes you want to smile and tremble at the same time - like news you've heard a million times before, but each time it sounds new.