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Part one
How I came to life like that.
It so happened that my youth was not very stormy. But when I begin to remember this fun time, the time of awakening the sensuality of the first thoughts about boys, awareness of their feminine essence of the first cigarette and the first meaningful ...
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How I came to life like that.
It so happened that my youth was not very stormy. But when I begin to remember this fun time, the time of awakening the sensuality of the first thoughts about boys, awareness of their feminine essence of the first cigarette and the first meaningful ...
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Today, I walk to the fullest, already sewed a blue sarafan with a white fluff around the edges, a cap with a white star on the forehead, in general - you can't tell from a real Snow Maiden, that's just melting for another reason. I will go through all my friends: congratulations - congratulations, wishes - ...
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13 years old ... The child is still. The head is clogged is unknown than. In the summer, I went with my mother to Slavyanogorsk for a couple of days. That's where it all happened. Waiting until my mother fell asleep, I left the building of the recreation center and went to the disco. There, in perfect solitude, I got drunk in the most swine way ...
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Already a month since the war ended. Our regiment was stationed in Königsberg and carried mainly guard and guard duty. It was the usual Saturday, and for us, as always, the regimental bath was prepared. The entire free company, including me, the regiment’s fifteen-year-old son, waited ...
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For the first time in my memory, everything was deposited to the smallest detail.
I, wholesome, (in height), an eighth-grader, with a mustache already making his way, and my friend, having walked a couple of lessons, drank beer. It happened in the glorious seventies, so the standard was on the table ...
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I, wholesome, (in height), an eighth-grader, with a mustache already making his way, and my friend, having walked a couple of lessons, drank beer. It happened in the glorious seventies, so the standard was on the table ...
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