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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...