I was long ago supervised hereto person and came to conclusion that his(its) role in дикарском community approximately same that my - in our... By the way - about my "lists". Soshlyusi on unconditional and for you, hope, authority: "broad боливар", "watchful брегет", "лепажи" - that, not list of the foreign junk? Mr Kabakovu Alexander Abramovichu, author In Iskore Matvey Motley has not caught. The Prince has left in Pokchu, declared by him new capital Permskoy ground. But Pokchi Matvey has not heard. Somewhere делась, was as if ruined under the ground, like городищам VWVbehave oddly Beloglazoy, old крепостица of the prince Soygata. The russian jail stood On her(its) place with paling on gross, with приземистыми островерхими tower, with new избами for paling. Gordelivo and derisive looked because of paling on stranger искорские истуканы. - Schastliveniko you, - as nor in than did not can be said the chauffeur by voice usual калымщика, accepting десятитысячную бумажку. - as reconciliation there is ill with ill? Or children, like you, this does not know? But all жарче shone for window sun... And has suddenly covered such happiness! The Pain has released, silenced gulp, others, the third, and sandwich, which she has got from some strangely beautiful boll, from branded sweetmeats obviously, or колготок, or else some nonsences. The Sandwich was correct, on usual gray bread, крошащемся in hand, with market, a little swum around by fat. There was cause to laugh a little - a highbrow is immediately seen: whisky by fat закусывают. Beside my friendly, has said he, is written "but soap russian eat". She has roared with laughter though in general on irony reacted in a reserved manner and not always adequately, her(its) патетика did not take his(its) manner of the accustomed contact with friends. Why soap? But you that has not understood? This there is such expression - "наелся, as fool of the soap", and there is such fable beside some сталинского of the falcon about sycophant - "but fat russian eat", and here is, understand, friendly has combined, and was got wildly funny...I have not understood, but really funny... In that second, when woman has pulled out the hand from pocket of the coat, more exactly, on полсекунды earlier, I why-that all have understood, has done the short step aside, for wall, and door has slammed. Dark, old дачный village, брошенный one hundred years back, lay on both parties. Here, there were not "beat;thrash", but simply beat;thrash, бревенчатые, low, with dislodged glass in small window, with askew провисшими to street щелястыми fence; not "datchas", but really datchas, built before that else, persisting Wars, with annex and разномастными пристроечками, with carved изломанными by decorations on porch, with глухо заросшими area, on which were the only thing seen the most high annexes and rusted through, ruined tin-plate roofs; not building in stiletto "wild grand gentelman", but truly dick bar belonged to хоромы, with fine бревнышками of the pillars and enormous terrazzo, narrow mowned балкончиками without banisters with output from mansard, with collapsed round summerhouse, полуразобранными двухметровыми, no time deaf fence and garage with removed winch, gaping rubbish blackness on street straight... -- Why? - You, as always, but me truth sadly, - she has put the cigarette in ashtray and, as this was usually, недодавила, fine opposite hazes зазмеился. I have pressed down the butt, has got its, закурил. Galya has looked at blue pack, вздохнула: - And smoke, certainly, this gunk french, low-grade tobacco... How are you, loved... You has rescued at least little?.. How much possible... -- Semka, check;test;audit;inspect;examine,-- ordered the Oven prongs and пошагал to holy ated. Inna Grigorievna, ma my, has thought all this in one instant and in ditto instant quieted down since captain of the first rank, or even third, will not become, certainly, take out of it горжетку, but, opposite, as person military, can help to search her(its) military husband. Mechi baptized the semidarkness of the dense forest, hardly deluted by gray light cloudy sky. Scattered the felled branches, sheet, big shots. Vasika исхитрился and winding blow has dislodged меч enemy, but that, рыча, dashed onward with nacked hand. The Mad occupation shameful for adult men - придумывание fairy tales. However, this always concerned with exactly adult men, knowing, what is it - think up other life. The Head becomes heavy, instead of кайфа already growing pain, and before сном it is necessary to take спазмальгин. When in twenty minutes she was going to to leave, he will go for her in прихожую - and has suddenly taken for hand, has mildly pulled, they turned out to be in sleeping... She not even has haved time to to go with him on you and, leaving, has asked absurdly: "But where... your spouse?" Turned out to be that wife simply left in shop. She has grown cold, he smirked - in determined to boldness, and this was confirmed afterwards else over and over again, him to refuse was it is impossible.
