This is my corridor. Tried to piece together memories. The most significant corridor for me, there were so many things in it, so many things happened. Father's bike, mother's phone, this tall closet, football field with gates from the door frame wink can be endlessly remembered. And in the hall there was a shabby sofa in the corner of the room, a cool color TV and of course Dendy. The time when the family could get together just to watch how my brother and I are trying to pass the next level of some toy.