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We were completely different with her - absolutely in everything. She was lucky almost always, I was lucky from time to time. For example, I loved women, but they did not always reciprocate. As for her, she loved both women and men, and they responded to her with complete reciprocity. I adored art ...
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It was the very beginning of September. Autumn has not yet been in a hurry to enter its rights, and the hot summer sun gently shone over the city. It seemed that the summer would last forever. The air smelled pleasantly fresh.
Andrei sat alone in an empty apartment and missed. Parents went to the cottage ...
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Andrei sat alone in an empty apartment and missed. Parents went to the cottage ...
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As the star shines in the depths of the abyss. As the rays of the sun warm the body and soul. How victoriously Spring marches on, dispersing darkness and evil that has accumulated during times of anguish. So you appear, transforming the universe from a mere trifle into festive splendor. The world triumphs. Holding ...
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SHE: I take your face in the palm ... I look into your eyes ... there is so much adoration in them that you don’t need words ... my lips touch timidly your lips ... do you feel? they tremble ...
HE: Your amazing look, your excitement lips quiver: and I take a deep breath, rush into this whirlpool ...
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HE: Your amazing look, your excitement lips quiver: and I take a deep breath, rush into this whirlpool ...
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Dedicated to what was not
And what could be. So, dear friends, it is Alyosha Peshkov, and not at all Maxim Gorky. Here is the real name of that experienced writer. Those who knew it, let their heads shake in sympathy. Those who did not know - will be surprised. And if there are those who ...
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And what could be. So, dear friends, it is Alyosha Peshkov, and not at all Maxim Gorky. Here is the real name of that experienced writer. Those who knew it, let their heads shake in sympathy. Those who did not know - will be surprised. And if there are those who ...
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Bitter coffee, salty tears and sticky molasses addictive thoughts. How to interrupt their endless stream? How to hide in the shell of a stupid mindless existence? To forget, not to think, not to dream, not to be confused in vague conjectures. Disappear as a species like Homosapiens. I do not want to think ...
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