Julia was on her way to university on a legal and small tour, a partnership for a whistle, up to a small change, yak to the sky of a crustacean. Vona chesno admit, scho zustriochaetsya in the blue court, which already pratsyue pomichnikom sudoi, і zbirayetsya for nyogo zmіnizh. Ale can not drink it with him.

Mene tsevidivalo, I did not review. Aley Vona explained, scho vin shi divich, dojo soromlivyi, I do not want yogo shokuvati tim, naskilki prosunuta in sex. A cup of water beforehand is relished, yak budey yogi rozbeschuvati, and left to grow up with me, - write Yuriy Vinnichuk for Zbruch.

I'm not a mav nichogo proti, moe zavdannyami bilo tilki vizhiti u ts'omu zasrannom sviti, u tsіy gnoyevtsi, yaku mene share threw. A shchob vizhiti, I was supposed to prizvachayuvatysya to vsogo, scho mene otochuvalo, mimirkuvati, vdavati sirenku bird, do not ripatisya and do not joke your bug on the head.

Yakos Julia was dragged out to me until the comradeship, in yak b I nisashcho in zhitti not zmіg travpiti without її ініціативи, бо була часчана золото молодь. Тобто золотішої at the time at Lviv not a boule: vsutsil sinochki і donecki kompartiynogo ta ka'ebistkogo kerivnitsva. I pokouvavsya the middle of them yakzot.

Pomeshkanya, in a kind of stink zobiralisya, rife with his rozmіromi і напоненням. Розкішні меблі, коштовні сервізи, багата бібліотека з перед передплатних видань, and on the table неязчені простолюдом поїї. Tse bula juvenile, yaka bathed in rozkoshi, harvested with products z zakrtichh kramnits, zodiagalasya vinyatkovo at the bases, wore a little bikini, shirts "mister de".

Julia introduced me to the editor of the species "Kamenar", a kind of gothu until the memoirs of the memoirs її діда. Taka verse mene tsilkovito happy, bogey іdeya skazati, scho I was a writer, I did not live. Once, but I'm not official, he is not a boev, for a person with a pen, I'm a member of the Spilka, but to a friend, in such vypadkas, I have less money to read.. I did not admit to all the other comrades before the literary work, showing me, the artist, and specifying - the formalist. And then someone else would like to moth his portrait.

Usya tsya kompanіya spochatku mene sprimalo wary, or zgdom zmirilasya і not zhovalas zim, scho u їхньому колі крутиться самвидав. Ale is not Ukrainian, but Russian - Solzhenitsin, Aksionov, rosіyskі emigranti, crosses Genrі Mіller, Kastanedi, оultнnі authors. Більшість із them заплювалися вченням Кастанеди і Hour від часу згадували таємничого мольфара, з яким зустрічаються, Щоб по-рігбити ці знання і досягнути найвищої форма існування в енергетичномуному тілі.

The person of the molfar zatsikavila y mene, tim bishe, scho alive vin Lviv, and not in the Carpathians. I once smelled stinks with me. Molfar bags in Mayorivtsi in private boudinka. Dveri us vchdinila divchina, vkana yak gipi, a friend of this kind divchina pritrimuvala for the finisher of the Great Dane. Mi went to vitalny, de boule lishe alone krіslo, і we were told zachekati, bo molfar sama spilkuyutsya "z Nim". Meni kortilo zapitati, about whom you can, I was streaming.

If I called the molfar, I took the gift of the Moivi. One guy, one I know, Stanislavova, there vin vdavav artist and bases of provocations - zakrivleni vishivanki, scho fly away at the time, pokotsanі kulami tseljany muri, rozip'yat kalinovі vinki нnshi psevdonatsіonalistichny images, on yak yak on zhivatsya People. Shche vin bavivsya in chornu magyu, viklikav dukhov, vishshtovuvav nichnі gulannya novkolo vognisch, and popri te buhav.

Molfar did not know me, but could, without even knowing. Mi vsіlisya na pіdlozі, obydvі dіvchini priidednisya before us, molfar rozmistivsya krіsli, rozkriv rozdrukovanu Kastanedi's book and then read in two or three rows and proponuvati us їх тлумачити. І chorazu vin znahodiv tih tlumachenne yakus inaccurate and correcting.

Meni tse shedalosya on zasіdannya anchovy secti, boolo is tedious і нецікавово. Castaneda is not bypassing me, I want to read a book. І вже тоді запідозрив, що він просто талановитий, ба навіть geneіальний шулатан, який зумів підманути мільйони людей.

Zgodom z'yasuvalosya, scho so vono boolo, sho nikoly Kastaneda not boev at Mexicansky pustelі, spalivshis on that, scho zaplutavsya, if there naspravdy vypadayut doshi, d not batysya zhodnim Don Juan.

Molfar, a man about himself, rozpovidav, scho vin molfar tash gutsu gutsulsky already in the fifth generation, rozovlyav rosiyskoyu, scho boulo already sama sobi dovol'no divnim. Hocha near Frankivsk having roasted Ukrainian with a vivid accent. Until then, I knew good yogo, and prizvishche ynogo boulo far from Hutsul'ske. One word, one passing through the other, passing through Maybutn.

Especially for a minute, the bully was sposting after the meditations with the oars in the hour, while the molfar nibito resettled in the energy sector. If the wreath was turned around, then, after starting with his own visions and axes. A sluhachi notation. I vdavav, scho tezh schos note, shob do not get rid of a crow.

Hour in the hour htos із нашої компанії намагався specify dumku Don Juan, molfar terpplyache її explaining, hoch and duzhe plutano, and here pid kinets tiieї nashego zdibanki zvernuv respect for me and feeding, I do not care about I do not care about yo. Mozhe, meni all so well zrozumilo? I vpdpov, scho oskilki having spent suudi vpershe, it is more important to listen, i meny duzhe tsikavo. Vin is satisfied with abandoning and selling his glybin science.

I'm glad to finish my work until the end of the year.. Vigodachi, kozhen for ten of us caravanning on a table near the corridor.

I do not go to ti zdibanki with a pseudo-melodram without going, and rockies in ten, if Castaneda was sold at the leather plant, I zustriv that prodisvita good-hearted desolate dipped. Tsyogo once vin upiznav mene, ale tilki yak rumhacha tієї nebitutnyoї lektsії, and asking for beer. The front teeth did not bug, the eyelashes slid, the hands with the nondescript niggas niggled. I gave the yom a fucking nourishment, chi vin alive there itself.

Vіn having stolen a head - a house in one of the cunning ones was taken by one of these people, because it disappeared, resold, disappeared, and disappeared on the street.

- And resettled in energetics, did not it?.

- He, - rose, - from the time of beer and migration.

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