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One morning, when there were still no visitors in the BeautyBoom salon, the doors opened, and instead of the usual long-legged gerls, two people entered there - a confused man and a girl of about ten, black-eyed and gloomy, as if she was facing a battle for life and death. - Hello! - Said her black hairdresser. - What is it, lady? - Aaaa ... Eeee ... - simultaneously a man and a girl started moaning, and then they spoke at the same time: - Can you imagine ...
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- Undress. - Ah ... but, Pal Semenych ... - Katerina, what are you? Little child? How will I see you? - And you are so ... You are a paramedic who knows ... You can do it in my eyes, just like Prokopevna just before ... - That was a completely different matter, - Pal Semenych muttered.
Prokopyevna was a noisy grandmother and, in order to convince her to take the necessary pill, sometimes she had to go to the tricks. - That is completely different ... Do not be silly, Katya-Molokatia. Pregnancy is not a joke, and it is ridiculous, in ...
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Prokopyevna was a noisy grandmother and, in order to convince her to take the necessary pill, sometimes she had to go to the tricks. - That is completely different ... Do not be silly, Katya-Molokatia. Pregnancy is not a joke, and it is ridiculous, in ...
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- What's your name? - Igor asked.
They lay motionless in bed, where they crawled when it was all over. “Llaine,” the princess replied. “The daughter of Gnor and Llyona, the heavenly princess of Pandau and the whole Northern Hemisphere ... I thought everyone knew that.” “Seven thousand years proved too great a test for your glory.” - So now you say that you came here from the future? You said it was all a hallucination! - FIG him ...
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They lay motionless in bed, where they crawled when it was all over. “Llaine,” the princess replied. “The daughter of Gnor and Llyona, the heavenly princess of Pandau and the whole Northern Hemisphere ... I thought everyone knew that.” “Seven thousand years proved too great a test for your glory.” - So now you say that you came here from the future? You said it was all a hallucination! - FIG him ...
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- ... Megalithic culture ... Disappeared civilizations ... Ancient technologies ... - the tour guide said.
Igor squinted his eyes skeptically. Well, what the hell are civilizations? Boulders and boulders. Beautiful, yes. Scenic. There is such a thing. Take a picture or something, and from here too? - ... Five thousand years BC ... Nuclear war ... - the guide did not let up. Igor listened against his will. - The War of the Kauravas with the Pandavas ... It is described in the Mahabharata ... The world's first nuclear weapon ... Everything ...
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Igor squinted his eyes skeptically. Well, what the hell are civilizations? Boulders and boulders. Beautiful, yes. Scenic. There is such a thing. Take a picture or something, and from here too? - ... Five thousand years BC ... Nuclear war ... - the guide did not let up. Igor listened against his will. - The War of the Kauravas with the Pandavas ... It is described in the Mahabharata ... The world's first nuclear weapon ... Everything ...
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“Listen, people are kind and evil, and especially you, young people: this story is a science-understanding for you,” the old man began to chant, his lips began to dry.
Huge, like a tub, a mug of bragi, he devastated in a couple of sips.
From Mylavka, who was still running a race with goats yesterday, and today she was getting married with young girls, laughter exploded. They jumped out of close-fitting cherry lips, like kurchat from a pen.
And it was not at all the point that the wanderer was ridiculous or greedy, but that Bazhen secretly seized under ...
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Huge, like a tub, a mug of bragi, he devastated in a couple of sips.
From Mylavka, who was still running a race with goats yesterday, and today she was getting married with young girls, laughter exploded. They jumped out of close-fitting cherry lips, like kurchat from a pen.
And it was not at all the point that the wanderer was ridiculous or greedy, but that Bazhen secretly seized under ...
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In August, 20 ... Vovik Kazangapov, the medalist of the Orsk fourth school, gained a new reincarnation. What used to be Vovik entered the Moscow university, healed with the most genuine adult life and became officially called Volodya. That is how Vovik, that is, Volodya, began to introduce himself to his new acquaintances, whom he now had much more than the old ones.
I was lucky with housing: my father's relatives found an empty one-day apartment not far from the university, which they were too lazy to sell or rent. Volodya ...
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I was lucky with housing: my father's relatives found an empty one-day apartment not far from the university, which they were too lazy to sell or rent. Volodya ...
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Kostya Zotov opened his eyes. He stared at the ceiling for a long time, delving into it like a puzzle.
It was written there: “Kostya + Lilya =”
(His feat, long since still tormented, whether she loves him or not.)
He did not finish the equation — he waited for what answer life would give. Well, and then it was not up to nonsense.
(...What the hell was I dreaming about, huh?)
Anyway. Near nozzles Lily, live and real. His Lilchik, Lilionok, Lilyusik. His Fluffy Kid.
Kostya put his hand under the covers. Found a warm thigh and stroked the bottom ...
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It was written there: “Kostya + Lilya =”
(His feat, long since still tormented, whether she loves him or not.)
He did not finish the equation — he waited for what answer life would give. Well, and then it was not up to nonsense.
(...What the hell was I dreaming about, huh?)
Anyway. Near nozzles Lily, live and real. His Lilchik, Lilionok, Lilyusik. His Fluffy Kid.
Kostya put his hand under the covers. Found a warm thigh and stroked the bottom ...
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Twins screamed like a cage of hungry monkeys.
The bewildered mom, looking around, tried to rock them. It was a pitiful sight.
Roman watched her, then said: - A dead poultice. They want to eat. “I know,” Mom said, guiltily. “But where should I feed them?” - Yes, right here! “But ... I feed them with my breast, but ... I can't go home, moms are not at home, and the keys have dragged off ... and without it I never ... There are two of them," she spread ...
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The bewildered mom, looking around, tried to rock them. It was a pitiful sight.
Roman watched her, then said: - A dead poultice. They want to eat. “I know,” Mom said, guiltily. “But where should I feed them?” - Yes, right here! “But ... I feed them with my breast, but ... I can't go home, moms are not at home, and the keys have dragged off ... and without it I never ... There are two of them," she spread ...
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- Aah ... and? What?
Varya stared into the darkness, trying to figure out where she was.
Then, remembering, she reached for her beloved. But his hands found only a blanket, still warm.
Again.
- Mas? - quietly called Varya, knowing that he is not at home.
I lay down with open eyes. Then she stretched sweetly and closed them, although she did not want to sleep. Totally.
- What time is it? - asked Varya (for some reason, out loud).
To understand this, it was necessary to turn on the light.
"Half past four. It's morning already...
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Varya stared into the darkness, trying to figure out where she was.
Then, remembering, she reached for her beloved. But his hands found only a blanket, still warm.
Again.
- Mas? - quietly called Varya, knowing that he is not at home.
I lay down with open eyes. Then she stretched sweetly and closed them, although she did not want to sleep. Totally.
- What time is it? - asked Varya (for some reason, out loud).
To understand this, it was necessary to turn on the light.
"Half past four. It's morning already...
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Body art festival is a very special thing. Especially if you're not on it any viewer, but a real model. One thing is that you, such a neat woman who was afraid to dirty her finger, are painted right on the living, and you endure and smile around everyone, and everyone looks at you like an overseas miracle, because you are not quite you ... Brush smears you with paint, like a fence or a bench, and your body is blackening like coal, and what is going on on your face - it's terrible to think ...
But the most ...
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But the most ...
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