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I listen to how the wind howls outside, how the branches of trees scrape through the window. Now everyone is sitting in their homes, listening to the ominous warning of nature. There are rarely winds here, from the sea the city is covered with mountains barely visible in the distance, and bad weather never came from the steppes. The whole city froze in anticipation, everyone sees in a sudden burst of a storm an omen, because everyone feels that the city is living its last days. Yesterday a quarantine was announced, the authorities sent in the military, which ...
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“Please choose a race.” - A common person. - Congratulations on your choice of race! People are excellent traders and artisans who live throughout the vast world of Andorra. People are relatively weak physically, but their appearance and habits are acceptable for most other races, so people have few enemies. They are not the most magically gifted race, making up for their shortcomings at the expense of well-coordinated teamwork and clever things, the secrets of which are passed on ...
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3. Anne-Marie and the rings O. thought — or she wanted to think so — that Jacqueline would pretend to be impregnable virtue. But as soon as she tried to check it out, she immediately made sure that everything was completely wrong. She realized that the excessive bashfulness with which ...
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On a broad avenue Mustang enters the bridge. The car, without reducing speed, rushes through the narrow streets of the reserve. Trees, gates, houses, pillars flash before Alice’s eyes. Memories of youth piled on her. She recognizes these places, the heart beats anxiously. The same road, the same turn, the same hotel, the hotel of her distant youth. There can be no mistake, she has been here before. The chain of distant events pops up from the depths of memory. Here are the gates, they are also painted in dark green paint. Security guard...
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The Germans entered the village of Malye Radunitsy in the summer of 1941 without a single shot. Yes, and who was there to fight? Eight women, one old woman and a couple of children are preschool children. The Red Army is to protect this former farm, and now a collective farm specializing in the production of pigs with a proud ...
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The Germans entered the village of Malye Radunitsy in the summer of 1941 without a single shot. Yes, and who was there to fight? Eight women, one old woman and a couple of children are preschool children. The Red Army is to protect this former farm, and now a collective farm specializing in the production of pigs with a proud ...
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Tanya easily found the address specified in the ad. The three-storey red brick mansion with a sloping tile roof and a large marble porch was located on the very edge of a small cottage village, one of many that had recently grown in the suburbs like mushrooms after rain. Having looked around a little, the girl sighed deeply and with a decisive step went to the lattice gate. - Where are you going, baby? - high guard in ...
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Psychology is a strange science. I went to study as a psychologist in our local branch of the university to develop my own knowledge and to get out into the world. It is no secret that psychologists earn a lot, doing almost nothing. Learning for a long time is easy to work with. The main rule: tell the patient's story to him in other words and he will understand everything himself. But in fact, everything turned out differently, many lessons and most completely incomprehensible. The question “Why” was in the air for a whole year while I was studying ...
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Amazing and strangely arranged human reason. Sometimes he is able to make amazing conclusions, make discoveries, compose ingenious works. And sometimes it can not even guaranteed to distinguish the real from the unreal. It happens that the line between the conscious and subconscious is erased, and those images, those associations that our subconscious creates, are interpreted by the conscious as absolutely real. This often happens in a dream, but when we wake up, everything falls into place, and the mind refuses ...
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Dear administration, please do not add to the themes of this story "Stories with photos." I have only one photo - as the cover of the story.
Arriving home, I climbed under the covers, curled up and began to think about how I should live. In my head flashed memories of the past weekend ...
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It all started with what I have ... or was? ... a friend. Yes, yes, in the friend zone. Sasha, dear boy, charming, in general, attractive, with a soft unobtrusive sense of humor. But, alas ...
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Arriving home, I climbed under the covers, curled up and began to think about how I should live. In my head flashed memories of the past weekend ...
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It all started with what I have ... or was? ... a friend. Yes, yes, in the friend zone. Sasha, dear boy, charming, in general, attractive, with a soft unobtrusive sense of humor. But, alas ...
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