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On Wednesday, I took a day off, I wanted to sleep, a lot of evening time and energy was taken away from the control tasks of our institute. Yes, home study is not sugar. After a good night's sleep, I after lunch brought a notebook with the control work on the history of the CPSU to my friend Kolya. He was at work, opened his mommy. I put a notebook on his desk, asked her about whether she would be on Friday, and she understood in her own way, literally dragging me into the bedroom. Apparently thought. that I greatly missed her ...
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The story I want to tell happened in the first half of the 90s. At that time I worked as an endoscopist gastroenterologist in my native village, where I returned after working for several years in one seaside town (I wrote about it in the “forced enema” section. We had a mixed-type hospital, there were both new buildings and buildings before the military construction. In one of these houses, and we had a KIZ (office of infectious diseases). Previously, he was in the clinic, but after ...
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The bright midday sun illuminated the temple of Myelin. The sun's rays ran through the backyard with the garden of the goddess of virtue, consisting of abundantly overgrown beds with potatoes, cabbage and other cultivated plants. From the front facade, bright hats of flowers glittered, gleaming with drops of water from the caring watering of the nuns. At the entrance to the palace of the goddess, the sun's rays warmed two white female statues sitting on their knees and offering the traveler a bowl with a healing drink. Climbing high ...
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In a short white dress on thin strings, a girl (her name is Apricot Flower, and you thought how?) Opens the door to her house among red roses, pressing a package from the supermarket to her small chest. In the kitchen (in this kitchen, no one has ever brewed even tea, but the astute viewer already knows what the kitchen really is for) Apricot Flower takes out a bunch of ripe bananas from a paper bag. (Bananas are a symbol, a brilliant find of the screenwriter). Close up: drain hole ...
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“I would like a holiday, courage, extravaganza, men with big dicks and a box of tequila,” Nonka was telling her friend Natasha, shaking the ashes from a cigarette into a glass ashtray.
At the same time her bosom walked with a shake, her eyes burned with a red flame, like a gin with stupefaction, and sneakers with feathers, either of chicken, or of a turkey boy, rocked nervously at the end of a slender and silk leg from depilation. - Look at yourself, or at me. Ours with you is the eternal role of elderly chicks. This is karma ...
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At the same time her bosom walked with a shake, her eyes burned with a red flame, like a gin with stupefaction, and sneakers with feathers, either of chicken, or of a turkey boy, rocked nervously at the end of a slender and silk leg from depilation. - Look at yourself, or at me. Ours with you is the eternal role of elderly chicks. This is karma ...
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Looking through the old yellowed photos of my youth, I suddenly saw this photo. Tina Sidorenko, our neighbor, so cute, fiery just, the energy from her and splatters.But the photo of our RMM - mechanical repair shop. And suddenly the memories of youth just flooded with me ... My friend Mishka and I had just finished our technical school and went to the sea for a week. Then we agreed to meet and go with our two friends again. But I did not succeed ...
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Angelica was waiting for Alex in a cafe. She took the menu, opened it, closed it and hurriedly threw it on the wooden table, turned her head to the window and looked thoughtfully at the passersby. A leg in a gold sandal with a thin high heel lived its own life, swaying nervously on the second.
- Easy, girl. You just thought.
Alex called and invited her to dinner. In the old cafe near his work. Where the waiters went silently, and only flashed shadows betrayed their presence. But who looks at the shadows ...
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- Easy, girl. You just thought.
Alex called and invited her to dinner. In the old cafe near his work. Where the waiters went silently, and only flashed shadows betrayed their presence. But who looks at the shadows ...
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- So, let's clarify some things ... Alexander. And do not stand there as if rooted to the spot, come on, the girl said it with such intonation that I could not understand whether it was some kind of personal dislike for me, or she was simply not in a mood because of the situation.
In general, telling myself that I would stop winding myself once again, sat down on a chair, put my hands on the table and began to listen: - First, before you go into the room, knock. Is always! Otherwise it may happen again ...
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In general, telling myself that I would stop winding myself once again, sat down on a chair, put my hands on the table and began to listen: - First, before you go into the room, knock. Is always! Otherwise it may happen again ...
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