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There are such trips that you remember forever. Especially when you get out of your office just to drink coffee with colleagues or force yourself to go to the sports club on the first floor of the business center. I took root. A husband is always categorically opposed to letting such a prominent woman like me go on long trips, even if they are workers. Jealous. Yes, and two children do not particularly have.
But work is work, especially when an international audit of a major energy industry comes ...
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Love or freedom
Prologue
Sometimes you have to make a choice between love and freedom, and it is not always clear what exactly will bring happiness, and what you need to sacrifice. Making such decisions is very difficult, but sometimes necessary. How not to make a mistake in choosing? How to prevent mistakes ...
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Prologue
Sometimes you have to make a choice between love and freedom, and it is not always clear what exactly will bring happiness, and what you need to sacrifice. Making such decisions is very difficult, but sometimes necessary. How not to make a mistake in choosing? How to prevent mistakes ...
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It happened four years ago, the next year after you were beaten. We did one profitable, but very noisy business in Fort Collins, Colorado. They grabbed some money nemeryannom, only chasing after us was, Mama Do not Cry. We ran away so hastily and desperately that we did not notice how we entered the territory of the Indians. You can imagine how we let in the pants. They got, as they say, from fire and into the fire. Legalists, by the way, turned out to be smarter (or cowardly, sometimes it’s difficult to distinguish one ...
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Do not have time in the morning to dry the dew.
As we go, loaded, eyes bulging.
Blue space beckons in front of us.
A path winds through the valley between the mountains.
From a tourist song.
Early morning. Half an hour passed, as a group of tourists left their last stop and, stretching for a good ...
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As we go, loaded, eyes bulging.
Blue space beckons in front of us.
A path winds through the valley between the mountains.
From a tourist song.
Early morning. Half an hour passed, as a group of tourists left their last stop and, stretching for a good ...
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Long past midnight - the moon and the stars are running across the sky with their own, only known to them way, the crickets “singing out” their bizarre trills, the restless family of owls tirelessly drags the chicks of gapered mice and frogs, and I'm standing on the balcony. Sleep has not been coming to me for several days.
My beloved spouse Elena is just about to come to me - I can already hear the incomparable smell of her hair and light weightless steps. Come up to me, snuggle up behind a noticeably rounded tummy and put your sweet ...
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My beloved spouse Elena is just about to come to me - I can already hear the incomparable smell of her hair and light weightless steps. Come up to me, snuggle up behind a noticeably rounded tummy and put your sweet ...
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March 1997 pos. Chersky, Yakutia
As the reindeer herders said, the weather then stood out for the glory, we were lucky with it, usually at this time: snow, frost, blizzard, but in those three days that I was in their village, with such an intricate name I could not pronounce it quite sunny, well, tolerable in degrees, only minus 27.
I, then still a young green photographer, on the instructions of the editorial staff of the magazine flew to Yakutia to shoot a report about the harsh life in reindeer herding settlements, their way of life and customs. This is Y...
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As the reindeer herders said, the weather then stood out for the glory, we were lucky with it, usually at this time: snow, frost, blizzard, but in those three days that I was in their village, with such an intricate name I could not pronounce it quite sunny, well, tolerable in degrees, only minus 27.
I, then still a young green photographer, on the instructions of the editorial staff of the magazine flew to Yakutia to shoot a report about the harsh life in reindeer herding settlements, their way of life and customs. This is Y...
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- Len, well, tell me. - It seemed that even the glasses of Irkina glasses glow with curiosity. - What for? - Yes, why not, just like that. - I tried to dodge the explanations of Lenka, without, however, any hope of success.
Just yesterday, in the locker room of the pool, sketching a glance thrown by her friend on her intimate place, Lena realized that questions could not be avoided. And that stubborn Irka shakes out of it all to the smallest details. Here it is, begins. - Oh, do not whistle ...
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Just yesterday, in the locker room of the pool, sketching a glance thrown by her friend on her intimate place, Lena realized that questions could not be avoided. And that stubborn Irka shakes out of it all to the smallest details. Here it is, begins. - Oh, do not whistle ...
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July. The sun melts the heavens to the color of faded jeans, burns bricks to faint reflections, drinks green foliage in parchment, dries asphalt into dust. The sun makes us sweat and those minimal clothes that we can afford. Roasted, roasted girls go to meet - with flowing white hair, in disappearing skirts, in sweat-darkened tops, with amazingly clear-nipples and areolas, because what kind of underwear does it have? They are tired of the heat. They would ...
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INSTEAD OF PROLOGUE.
Dear friends! On the eve of the new year I want to give you this light ironic parody on the theme of the well-known film, without which, perhaps, not a single New Year's Eve can do, for many years in a row. It was not just my competitive forum work, but also a modest tribute to the memory of a great director. I hope he would not be too offended by this so free interpretation of the cinema masterpiece. I tried as much as possible to keep a pleasant irony and lyrical plot motifs in ...
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Dear friends! On the eve of the new year I want to give you this light ironic parody on the theme of the well-known film, without which, perhaps, not a single New Year's Eve can do, for many years in a row. It was not just my competitive forum work, but also a modest tribute to the memory of a great director. I hope he would not be too offended by this so free interpretation of the cinema masterpiece. I tried as much as possible to keep a pleasant irony and lyrical plot motifs in ...
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