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I dedicate this story to the author, whom I love and respect very much. To the author whom I regularly re-read, and whom I admire. I hope you will understand - who is he)))
Indian summer day significantly overtook noon, more precisely - there were some half an hour before the end of the working day, when ... - A minute of attention, gentlemen. - Dmitry Vyacheslavovich, the head of a small trading and intermediary company, left his office in the middle of the office space.
Oleg Igorevich Sadovnikov pulled away from ...
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Indian summer day significantly overtook noon, more precisely - there were some half an hour before the end of the working day, when ... - A minute of attention, gentlemen. - Dmitry Vyacheslavovich, the head of a small trading and intermediary company, left his office in the middle of the office space.
Oleg Igorevich Sadovnikov pulled away from ...
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The call caught me in the doorway. Looking at the screen, I grunted a little surprised: it was Lenka. - What suddenly? - I muttered, answering the call. - Hello? - Kostik, hello! - Fun said Lenka. - How are you? “Good,” I replied, involuntarily infected with her optimism. - What are you doing? - Yes, nothing special ... - I shrugged, pulling the door handle. - Why? - You do not want me to form a company on the beach ...
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Have you ever returned to your hometown, which has not been for four years?
You go on it like the first time. With each step, remembering some little things, cases, details. Learning something, getting to know something again. And thinking to myself: how to live now, after what happened? ...
The feeling of a small "cinema" gradually receded, although it was strong. Recognized buildings, shops, trees, and even people, people, too, little by little recognized.
Kapitolina Vetkina walked through her hometown as if by scenery. Like...
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You go on it like the first time. With each step, remembering some little things, cases, details. Learning something, getting to know something again. And thinking to myself: how to live now, after what happened? ...
The feeling of a small "cinema" gradually receded, although it was strong. Recognized buildings, shops, trees, and even people, people, too, little by little recognized.
Kapitolina Vetkina walked through her hometown as if by scenery. Like...
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- Do you really want this? I asked Nina, holding her face in my hands.
She nodded silently. Then she sighed, buried her face in my chest. She said quietly: - I started it, so do not ask. I'm not sure about anything, just want everything to be fine. I can only hope that you stay with me. - Never doubt it! - I interrupted the spouse, taking by the shoulders, removing and looking into the eyes. - You are my only one, others I do not need.
Nina...
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She nodded silently. Then she sighed, buried her face in my chest. She said quietly: - I started it, so do not ask. I'm not sure about anything, just want everything to be fine. I can only hope that you stay with me. - Never doubt it! - I interrupted the spouse, taking by the shoulders, removing and looking into the eyes. - You are my only one, others I do not need.
Nina...
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“Denis, your chef is calling you,” said Marinka, returning from the archive with folders of year-round reports. - Timur Alibekovich, called? - I knocked on the doorframe, looking into the office. The chef almost never closed the doors, only if he was negotiating with clients. - Come in, Denis, - he waved his hand, finishing writing in the diary. When finished, looking at the rel-me: - Do you like business? - I’m finishing with ZooMir; tomorrow you can carry the docks for the signature.
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For a long time, Zhenya did not remember such a summer. Two or three years in a row there was so-so summer - the clouds were constantly, and even mixed with rain. By September, all this was turning into a cool-cold drizzle every day, and everything began to seem like a moldy mushroom or a mossy stone. In short, fu.
And suddenly, without much hope, at the end of May, the spring somehow flowed smoothly into a warm summer. Then hot. And in July, when Zhenya came to the workshop to practice, the summer was indecently hot. +28 in the city in 9 ...
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And suddenly, without much hope, at the end of May, the spring somehow flowed smoothly into a warm summer. Then hot. And in July, when Zhenya came to the workshop to practice, the summer was indecently hot. +28 in the city in 9 ...
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That the institute is not a school, Vova Pechenkin understood, alas, only at the end of the first year. Having mistakenly decided that knowledge is more important than attendance at classes, he was faced with the fact that he was not admitted to the chemistry exam. “Olga Andreevna,” he repeated tensely, “I can pass all the material, you can check it out right now.”- Pechenkin, - Olga Andreevna Sinitsyna, department head, looked at him a little annoyed, distracting herself from filling out the papers, - well, well ...
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The September sun was warming quite summer-like. Artyom thoughtfully looked out of the window, listening to a little Russian, rather tediously speaking about the next classic of the 20th century. He didn’t have anything against them, but he didn’t have a desire to read something from their work after such an “advertisement”.
From the literature of his thoughts moved out on a recent birthday. Still, 18 years old is a long-awaited date. Some kind of frontier even. It seems like an adult he is now. Only here is an “adult” or “sort of like”? Not for some reason ...
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From the literature of his thoughts moved out on a recent birthday. Still, 18 years old is a long-awaited date. Some kind of frontier even. It seems like an adult he is now. Only here is an “adult” or “sort of like”? Not for some reason ...
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“Well,” said papa, “nothing mortal happened.” You will try the second stream in August. - Maybe all the same to another institute to file documents? - asked mom. - No, - Kostya shook his head. - I firmly decided to go on a piece of iron.
The piece of iron is railroad. So in everyday life called the branch of the Academy of Communications, where Kostya Pacers did not enter at the beginning of such a good summer. - What do you think to do in the summer? - & nbsp ...
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The piece of iron is railroad. So in everyday life called the branch of the Academy of Communications, where Kostya Pacers did not enter at the beginning of such a good summer. - What do you think to do in the summer? - & nbsp ...
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I noticed her from afar. I remembered well the light green color of her swimsuit and could not be mistaken. In such matters, I was not mistaken.
I watched her for a while, watched her swim and dive. I paid special attention, of course, to the places that were covered with a swimsuit. And she wore an open swimsuit, so almost everything was open to her eyes.
I quietly swam closer, pretending to just swim and dive in those moments when she could recognize me. So, getting close, I could ...
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I watched her for a while, watched her swim and dive. I paid special attention, of course, to the places that were covered with a swimsuit. And she wore an open swimsuit, so almost everything was open to her eyes.
I quietly swam closer, pretending to just swim and dive in those moments when she could recognize me. So, getting close, I could ...
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