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Nicotine, on the contrary, was not only not harmful, but also a substance useful for losing weight.
Very, very.

“You are a pig, Alexander,” in such cases, the offended Ariana always switched to “you,” even in communication with relatives.
– Well, why? – A discreetly affable smile that made the Velvet look like, as it seemed to him, the American president, gently slid over his face.
– Madam, I give a nail for clipping – you are mistaken.
The bet is ready to hold that what you said is completely unfounded.
And what’s more, you are dangerously mistaken.
And your delusion is especially dangerous because of the nature of a naive and sincere character, Madame.
Everything.
The cops were out of work.
Now it’s his lot – to serve as a similarity to the Gospel, on which the fingers of velvet tightened in an impetuous prayer gesture.
“Madame, the leaves are already falling.”
A cigarette drops onto a lawn – it means a stranger has appeared nearby, who may be confused by the look of a young, well-bred, but smoking girl.
Turning his head, Velvet actually sees a battered peasant, perched nearby on a bench.
But the little man is completely detached, and Ariana’s addiction to nicotine worries him just as much as the amount of steel produced in the country.
It seems that it’s not just him.
Ariana’s zeppelin hangs in a cloud above the bench.
– Dirty voyeur! Leaves.
Gorgeous hips do not even budge, hardened in a fit of righteous indignation.
Velvet is thrown into the pool of bewilderment about the vocabulary and erudition of the girl, who manifested both with the frequency of a solar eclipse.

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Slightly at a distance, on the other bench, a shabby little man is sitting in a tattered raincoat made of bolonievo fabric.
The little man has huge shaggy eyebrows, as if stolen from the physiognomy of the secretary general.
Why they are stolen, no one knows, including the little man himself.
He is unable to find justice on them.
Here they are on their own and jump on his face in the frenzy of playfulness, sometimes freezing in intricate geometric figures and starting first with his hilarious whirlwind.
The faces that the little man builds are so incredible and disgusting that anyone else would have averted his eyes with a shudder.
But not Velvet.
He barely holds back a laugh.
Warm and quiet on Earth.
Even in a filthy stinky pub, with which the quiet and warm light of June evening gives comfort and tranquility.
Among the dune aggregations of cigarette butts, fish remains and other scraps there are circles of velvet and his friend gleaming with amber.
Visitors are extremely few, and those that lurked in the corners are extremely modest and inconspicuous.
The velvet and a friend stand almost in the center of the hall behind a high table, and a pre-sunset pillar firmly rested against their hunched figures.
When Velvet looks at a friend, he has to squint – and all the same, he sees only a waving silhouette, melting in a bright aura.
It would be necessary to move away, change posture or retire to shadow, but Velvet is too lazy to move, but it’s all the same to a friend: he stands with his back to the luminary, intently gazes at the bottom of his mug through the thickness of beer and monotonously Gundosit, without appealing to anyone.
– Your ideas about a woman are funny to me.
If you want to have something ever even in the smallest degree get at least one of them, you should radically change your views on the feminine nature.
Here answer me a simple question, an abstract, mind you, a question: a female individual from a completely different social group, such as a house painter or, if you prefer, a glass receptionist, snuck into your acquaintance circle … The friend continues ignoring the sarcastic chuckling: – Yes … Can you have the same relationship with her as, say, a student from a music college or a student at an architectural institute? Why are you keeping silent? – What is the difference … – Big! – Let me finish.
What does it matter who she is and who I am.
The main thing is that between us.
A friend grows stupid for a second, overwhelmed by the clarity of the wording, but immediately comes to his senses.
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