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I found this wonderful corner for a long time. He is not far from my big city. And it’s so sweet here that sometimes, looking at the motionless braids of birches, rising almost to the sky, you begin to think that the exotic beauty of the seas and oceans for us is nothing compared to that quiet calm, often bordering on the grandeur that our ancient land lives on. I am glad to meet you, warmly and sincerely. Nothing has changed since last summer. I sit down on a spread blanket, and after a few minutes - into the river...

If even in the middle of a hot summer day, when mussels that have been washed ashore at the whim of the sea cannot be rescued by densely squeezed shells, you will find yourself in the small village of Commandoria, nestled among the Trood mountains, and your foot will set foot on the glowing cobblestones of its curves and humpbacked streets, then at the first moment it may seem that no one lives here: you will not see a soul in the narrow streets. Siesta… And siesta is such a time when people hide behind almost a meter thick stone walls that keep the life-giving cool in houses...

A spring evening creeps so quietly, creeps into the city - it will soon swallow it completely. The sky, in the morning the blue-mild, to the slope of the day grimaced in clouds, long and shapeless. As if to rain. But the evening is so wonderful that you don’t want to think about brotherhood and other people's happiness. I want my own. Happiness, that is ... And it, this very happiness, lingered somewhere around the bend and did not come close, even the nose from around the corner does not seem. And...

Good afternoon! Have a nice experience! Today today has not begun for a very long time. Night, night, night was all the time. Then, it seems, it became gray over the houses. Slowly, boring, like during a boring lesson, when you need to be quiet, because they explain new material. And he, this new one, is so old that it seems to blow mothballs from him. Sergei did not know what naphthalene is. It was his grandmother who told him that once, even when the Soviet regime was in full swing, the powder was such that the clothes in the closet were poured so that its moth would not spoil...

For the first time, Irishka saw a rhinoceros when her grandmother took her to the zoo. They walked long between animal enclosures. Grandma bought her an ice cream. It began to melt and flowed down the Irkin’s hands. Straight to the elbows! She licked the sweet streams and was so carried away by this occupation that she did not even notice how they were near the large corral. At the far wall from them stood a giant monster, generated by the bizarre nature of Africa. And next to it - exactly the same, only ten times reduced...

Gennady was sitting. One. Houses. Well, that is, here - absolutely one. It's just that the school turned out to be much less interesting than he expected. Almost half a year they wrote sticks. Then - the same sticks, just attached hooks to them. And everyone stuck out their tongues with effort. Gennady at first, too, of course, poked out. Then he somehow looked around, saw what everyone around was obedient and the same. And each with himself, with his chopsticks and hooks. And for others, there is nothing to do...

The words sounded like music when he told her about how wonderful people of the future would live. They will not know anything about illness and suffering, grief and death. Just when the time comes, they will go into a narrow gap, where the sun is hiding, and there life will continue. Only very different: even more beautiful and enthusiastic. There people live as if on tiptoe, all the time drawn to the noble and beautiful. And new worlds and horizons open before them, each of which becomes better than the one that you left a moment ago...

Good afternoon! Have a nice experience! About the fact that Issyk-Kul is the largest lake in Kyrgyzstan, located at an altitude of more than one and a half kilometers above sea level, and its maximum depth is seven hundred and odd meters in second place in the world, after Baikal, by the degree of transparency of water, today it can find out everyone. But from this moment on, beginning, reading these lines, I envy me, because I was there, I lived for two days in a real Kyrgyz yurt some fifty meters from its slightly brackish and fairly cool waters...

Good afternoon! Have a nice experience! Perhaps, she was a little afraid of people. More precisely, they were attractive to her and interesting with their similarities in common features and successes. But she was a man. That is, it belonged to the biological species that evolved from herd animals in the process of evolution and began to call itself in order to elevate itself above the natural world, “social beings”. And "society", as you know, is a society. It consists of separate individuals, people, therefore...

Enjoy reading! She hated her mother. Always. Since childhood. “For what?” Will ask the compassionate and merciful. Yes for everything! In general - for everything !! For being beautiful, for being in a good mood all the time. For exuding health. And also for the fact that even when things went very badly, well, that is, they didn’t go at all, when an ordinary person would probably climb into the noose, she began to follow herself especially carefully. And it looked especially impressive. If at this...

“Will you come? .. Tomorrow already? ..” - She is already very old, but still a strong man, screaming into the receiver of a mobile phone. - Well, how! And tomorrow is just Saturday, I’ll thresh the bath at your arrival! Come on, hug, see you tomorrow! I’ll go, I’ll tell my mother that she’s starting to prepare ... I pressed the end call and for a few moments patted my phone in the palm of my hand, thinking about something. And then he shouted to his wife in the next room: - Lyol! Vitka called. Tomorrow, he says, is coming ...

Once they were friends, so close that it was impossible to stick a sheet of paper between them, as they say. They were friends because they lived in the same house, studied at the same school and in the same class, and then worked at the same factory: both tool-makers. And even in love with one girl. Here the girl divorced them. While each of them nursed a gogol in front of Nastya, she flirted with both. And they almost got into a fight over her. But then they talked like a man and decided that friendship is still more expensive...