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Andrei fussed at home, overcoming the creative mess of his bachelor life. Already as two years he divorced his wife and three months ago he was sure that there would be no more serious relationship in his life. But now everything has changed. Now he could no longer without her. And even though their meetings are still of a friendly and romantic nature, Andrey felt that something more could happen between them today.
Here, almost everything is ready. Candles, fruit, two glasses of white wine. Muffled light. It is quite ...
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Here, almost everything is ready. Candles, fruit, two glasses of white wine. Muffled light. It is quite ...
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Office buildings. Tall candles of glass, concrete and metal sticking around the city. It seems that they are built for future use. And then they stand empty, with stretch marks sadly fluttering in the wind, "office space is rented." But gradually, all the same, they begin to settle all kinds of companies, firms, concerns, holdings ... In short, plankton inhabit habitat. So our construction company moved to a new mirror “candle”, right on the 17th floor. And in less than a month, as happened with us ...
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Storm intensified. The ship was thrown on the waves, like a sliver and the threat of overturning was already more than real. Water flooded the deck, the sailors lowered the broken sails. Another wave swept overboard two people. I bit my lip and tried to straighten the ship with the turns of the steering wheel, but he had not obeyed the helm for a long time. Captain Jimenez appeared on the bridge, wrapped in a cape. - Jorge, how are you? He shouted, though he stood nearby. The noise of the waves, drumming on the wooden case of rain and peals ...
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A train of two cars with a small electric locomotive crawled slowly along the narrow narrow gauge railway, winding among huge pine trees. The forest seemed endless. But more beautiful places than here, it is difficult to imagine. In the mountains of Georgia it is especially beautiful in summer, although lovers of skiing will argue with me. And here the first houses of Bakuriani, the terminal station of the narrow-gauge railway, appeared ahead. There were very few people on the train. Summer is not the season for tourists in this area. Coming out of the car, I decided not to delay ...
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