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Misha opened the door. From the threshold came the voice of his wife - today you bought something, no, why should I always remember everything and take care of everything. Irina went out into the corridor, and with her hands on her hips, she looked at Misha. Saying nothing, Misha swung and gave her a loud slap in the face - ...
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I was 19 when it happened. I fought for my freedom with all my strength, but he was too strong for me and most importantly, I did everything very skillfully, as if I did it every day or I studied on purpose. Therefore, all my efforts were in vain. He tied my hands behind my back and sat me on ...
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Her name was Luba ...
He met her in the park, when the dank autumn tore off the last clothes from the unfortunate trees, and poured rain on them in plenty. Here and then drizzle, something nasty, cold ...
He drank beer, grimacing after every sip - his throat ached, and beer, as luck would have it, was cold ...
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He met her in the park, when the dank autumn tore off the last clothes from the unfortunate trees, and poured rain on them in plenty. Here and then drizzle, something nasty, cold ...
He drank beer, grimacing after every sip - his throat ached, and beer, as luck would have it, was cold ...
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That day Olga woke up earlier than usual. She had been vacationing in the country for the second week, but her parents were still in the city, and today they were supposed to come. She wanted to meet them at the station, there was an hour and a half before their arrival. Olga got out of bed, took a shower, brought herself ...
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This story was told to me at the end of the 70s by a familiar classmate. We studied in the same course, but in different faculties of a large, not very prestigious institute. I met her, being already on the 5th course, approximately in October-November. Marina (we will call her that) was ...
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Alexander stood in the corridor of the school and was silently angry. At work, there was a long-standing conflict with his boss and he risked losing his job. Why, it is inappropriate here still a call to the class teacher of a son, whose upbringing he had already given up for a long time. For half an hour already, he ...
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