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late night me and my a girlfriend were going back from disco to the house. To reach home faster, we decided to go on shortcut. It led us through something called ***8220;District of miracles***8221;, it was the poorest district. We were walking fast, but when we were passing the old tenement, we heard weird sounds. When we got closer to the building we heard sound of argument and loud shouts. Anka wanted to hurry up, she justified her decission: "It's not our business what's going out there". But I didn't agree. It was heard clearly that somebody needed help. "I'm not sure what's up, but maybe husband is battering his wife". Anka made up her mind fast, she agreed to call the police.
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