Friday, February 6, 2009

And I All Was In The Love. In

And I all was in the love. In Love. A few having relaxed after race behind tram, I have opened eyes and have told: - Thanks to you and a foresight, now without the award I will not remain, a tick for delay to me will not put. If it is possible, in a quarter turn to the right. - And if it is impossible? - Has asked one, but without invincible impudence. And another with calmness of the disproportionate superiority has asked me a question, as though having condescended to me. - and whether you is great. Your award? - Hundred fifty percent from the salary. - and the salary? - As though it to tell: we will tell, three living wages. Half an hour of work for me, - was indulgently informed by the driver, smoothly, is masterful turning, where it was necessary for me. - Hour or month, children, whether in this happiness? - I have laughed. It is visible, for a long time, since even pioneer or Komsomol youth nobody named their "children". It is visible, they for a long time have not heard kind laughter.

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