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I will never be heard, because I have nothing that makes stories fascinating. No dynamics, no movement. These words are known to me, but their meaning remains beyond understanding.
My only journey was my birth. In the glamor of the world, driven by warm gusts of wind, gentle touches of rain, having overcome a huge path of twelve meters and seventy-four and a half centimeters, I began the journey much more complete, but not at all spectacular.
The roads were still ...
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My only journey was my birth. In the glamor of the world, driven by warm gusts of wind, gentle touches of rain, having overcome a huge path of twelve meters and seventy-four and a half centimeters, I began the journey much more complete, but not at all spectacular.
The roads were still ...
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It took exactly forty-seven blue wax crayons to write this, one notebook in an oblique line, three helium pens, two garbage bags of waste paper, several sketches and one death. Hope it was worth it. Especially sorry for the shade of indigo chalk.
Maria was born at five minutes past eleven in a chintz upholstered train compartment that departed from Sant Lawrence Station, a seedy village somewhere in the west of the country. She was supposed to be Peter. At eleven thirty seven from the window of the express train was thrown out ...
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Maria was born at five minutes past eleven in a chintz upholstered train compartment that departed from Sant Lawrence Station, a seedy village somewhere in the west of the country. She was supposed to be Peter. At eleven thirty seven from the window of the express train was thrown out ...
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“Young man, do you want me?!”, I heard a confused voice to my left, and at that very moment someone’s arms were wrapped around my neck.
I turned my head. A little girl about my age was hanging on me. Blue eyes are full of tears, long thick blonde hair waves fall on her shoulders. It seems she is a little insane and pretty drunk. - Want. Moreover, with all the obscenities, - I replied, hugging her waist.
I must say that this behavior in words ...
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I turned my head. A little girl about my age was hanging on me. Blue eyes are full of tears, long thick blonde hair waves fall on her shoulders. It seems she is a little insane and pretty drunk. - Want. Moreover, with all the obscenities, - I replied, hugging her waist.
I must say that this behavior in words ...
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I was walking with my friend along a narrow street of one of the European capitals. It was getting dark, my friend introduced me to the situation: - So, in fact, this is a brothel, but not an ordinary brothel. You will have five minutes, during which time you can do anything with a girl. Well, not quite anything, of course, you can't beat. No bruises or other injuries. And another thing, about ten to fifteen seconds before the end of time, she will leave the room - do not hold, will not have time to leave - ...
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I woke up in pain. Somehow I got up and went to the bathroom. Bright light after the darkness of the bedroom, hurts the eyes. Cold drops of water saved me from sleepy dope, but not from shooting, left side pain. Inside, the panic gradually grows, filling all thoughts. Something went wrong, something went wrong with my body. I must call my husband. How at the wrong time he went on a business trip. I take a step towards the door and fall to my knees, hitting my head on the washing machine. Inside of me it’s like ...
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A year has passed, as we are not together ... But I have not forgotten anything ... And can I even forget everything that happened to us? Can I forget you? They say time heals. Nothing like this! If a person is destined to heal, he will heal himself. And if not, then no time will help him. Just the pain will become deeper, go to the most secret corner, and the person will learn to wait it out, closing his eyes and mentally counting to ten. No one will notice how this man hurts. Only he himself will know about his illness ...
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Gathering on that ill-starred morning to work, I was surprised by a strong and strange foreboding. I was almost one hundred percent sure that something awful and irreparable should happen today. Having accepted the shift, I normally sat down at the main control panel. The day went on as usual, the multi-colored lights blinked, the equipment was operating normally. But here is a premonition, it was not going to leave me. When my 12-hour shift came to an end, I was called upon ...
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- Masha, stop laying the table, come here, Uncle Vanya arrived.
Uncle Vanya - the heart skips a beat, and then, catching up, makes two at once. Dad has an anniversary today - 45 years. He does not like noisy holidays, so they invited only the closest ones: a couple of his friends, father's sister Lyuda and the recently appeared sweet heart. I am walking on stiff legs into the corridor. Ivan Ivanovich and his wife, Natalya, are taking off their outerwear, Dad is fussing around. I am amazed again and again, what is he ...
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Uncle Vanya - the heart skips a beat, and then, catching up, makes two at once. Dad has an anniversary today - 45 years. He does not like noisy holidays, so they invited only the closest ones: a couple of his friends, father's sister Lyuda and the recently appeared sweet heart. I am walking on stiff legs into the corridor. Ivan Ivanovich and his wife, Natalya, are taking off their outerwear, Dad is fussing around. I am amazed again and again, what is he ...
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A gray-haired man in a civilian with an intelligent face and an attentive gaze stood by the window, his hands behind his back, under the shining round glasses. On the roof of the neighboring house, pigeons walked importantly. Gray-haired watched them, then took off his glasses and rubbed the glass with a soft napkin. “Comrade Ivanov, an urgent report from Berlin,” the incoming captain handed him a radiogram.
“Rainer - Schiller. Top secret. The arrival of Goethe is assured. The operation went well. We wait...
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“Rainer - Schiller. Top secret. The arrival of Goethe is assured. The operation went well. We wait...
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The prince, sitting at the table where the breakfast was served, lay back in his chair, turned the napkin in his hands and said in his usual, slightly cracked voice:
The princess, who was sitting at the other end of the table, looked up at him with huge black eyes in a puzzled look. They glittered wetly, the look seemed to pierce the one on whom he was staring. - Yes, - having noticed her surprise, the prince nodded, - I invited him to write your portrait ...
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The princess, who was sitting at the other end of the table, looked up at him with huge black eyes in a puzzled look. They glittered wetly, the look seemed to pierce the one on whom he was staring. - Yes, - having noticed her surprise, the prince nodded, - I invited him to write your portrait ...
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