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I wonder how I looked after? Moscow River: Black Prorva, completely indifferent to me.
But I will not look at your opposite shore, which is in such treacherous proximity.
Let there be only my dusty sneakers, a pair of cigarette butts next to them and water.

And when I raise my eyes, I no longer see the granite shores.
The black dome will cover me with the sky, brightly shining with stars.
And on the horizon it will merge almost imperceptibly with the same black sea.
It was light and simple in the afternoon.
Carefree holiday-makers screamed, jet skis howled.
But is it a sea? Here it is, the real sea! Just now ! My sneakers drown in the gentle and gentle sand.
-Seare, see the light? – You ask me and tickle my palm.
-I see.
– I will answer and smile.
You are very beautiful.
Just like this whole coast, all the sea: Hair, shoulders, legs: And without a shadow of inconvenience, I will admire you.
Without a shadow of lust, envy: Nothing in the world will make me look away! You wear a light dress and my jacket.
In the hands of shoes.
You’re a little sad looking into the black abyss.
-Sarezh, and suddenly there is my dad? -May be.
-Dad: Suddenly it’s you? I will keep silent.
-Swim over here, I’m here! You wave your hand and hug me.
The coast, the sea, the sound of the surf and your eyes – what could be more beautiful? -Sergey, will you be a bun? Shore dressed in vulgar granite.
Soft sand disappeared, exposing the wet asphalt, cigarette butts and the added empty bottle.
The sound of the sea turned into wild jumps in the temples, which treacherously surrendered to the stomach.
I gasped for breath and tried to take a deep breath.
– Will you have a bun? -Where are these blondes? In response, Sasha will waver sluggishly: -How many blondes were there, Sergey? – one.

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I’ll close my eyes.
But let me, where does this drag me by the hand? Sasha, what’s wrong with you? -Sergey, come on faster! Such there! Such ! Eh: I will dutifully go around, squeezing my whole body and gasping for air.
Let the trees are so weird, airy.
Let nothing be seen beyond the Crimean Bridge: Let: I will go! -Girls, can I ask you one question? Judging by the many things, Sasha was in the mood.
They turned around.
Turned, looked at us.
-How did you turn around? How did you look? And in general, what were? – I already hear the questions.
-No, friends, I do not know.
– I’ll speak.
Too indifferent I was to them those minutes.
Just noticed that one of them was with a bag.
-This is Sergey.
– It turns out we have already introduced ourselves.
I nodded my head.
-What is your question? they asked.
-Well: you can’t ask him that easily.
You need to prepare – zealous Sasha.
However, my thoughts were already a bit off.
Nausea, headache: To all this, another vile feeling was added.
I slipped on the steep steps and wiped my hand

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on the tile, straight from the toilet I went to the stall: Returning to my friends, I saw the following: One of my friends was staring blankly at the river.
The other, the one with the bag, sat on Sasha’s lap and hugged him.
– For a long time I went for a beer – flashed through my head.
I sat down on the bench with them.
-You know, I never take a bus with a number, the sum of which is fourteen.
– Sasha was mysteriously broadcasting a friend.
Struck by this mystery and obscurity, my friend sat like a frosty frost.
Intrigued and interested, he listened to her every word with great ecstasy.
I looked at the asphalt and grinned.
About myself, of course.
My friend was sober, divided and understood.
And therefore, must be happy.
Whether it was much or small; then, or not at all – I did not know.
And because of that only with respectful and worthy eyes he conducted those who found each other.
The trouble, meanwhile, was brewing.
Too much bitterness was taken for today by my frozen body.
I walked and eagerly grabbed the air, although I already felt the shameful inevitability.
The end came at the peak of the Crimean bridge.
I stuck to the railing and looked at the river.
A slight dizziness that has arisen at the same time will put a fatal stroke on my mind: Oh, serious and busy passers-by, go around me with a delicate side! Oh, my friend, timidly and unnaturally closing hands on someone else’s waist, do not look at me at all! With the right word, please your friend and with a familiar gesture clearly kiss her. Muslim porno hidden camera.

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