Love behind the horizon: Tale
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All of us from early childhood, as an indisputable truth, was driven into the head, which is not good and indecent to peep. That it is ashamed and ugly. We remember this all our lives, and even imagine ourselves very cultural people. But as soon as such an opportunity is provided, we strive to get into someone else"s bed instantly, into a strange closet, into someone else"s soul, into someone else"s life - to eavesdrop, spy everything to the smallest detail, to digest. And it doesn’t matter how: through a "yellow" newspaper or gloss, through a keyhole or other people"s windows ... and then discuss with a reinforcement and crunch on a cramped kitchen, and with the same neighbors, everything seen, wash, grind the bones to familiar and unfamiliar, and then even strangers. And to declare in public, claiming the exceptional truth of judgments, reveling in their own infallibility and grandeur: "And this is what! And this one, they heard?! " And grow, rise in your own eyes. And rise above the crowd. And then disperse in your corners, completely satisfied with yourself and each other.
Curious, curious what sin to hide, greedy to other people"s secrets. Then, in the shower with a clumsy wand, a conscience will scrape, why are you, they say, and not ashamed? It"s a shame, very ashamed, but ... I want. "And I want, and pricks, and mom does not tell ..."
Enjoy, gentlemen! The author and the publisher take on this sin of your sin, do this black work for you. It will then gnaw them with an indefatigable conscience. It is they that will heal the bruises on the forehead from the suddenly open door. And you enjoy! They spied on you, peeped, overheard, looked into other people"s windows. Then all what they saw and heard was retold to you, our dear reader. It remains only to listen to us carefully, to deal with the load of this knowledge and make a purely personal opinion on each proposed reason. Then we will collect all together and state in a neighborly way. Deal?
Curious, curious what sin to hide, greedy to other people"s secrets. Then, in the shower with a clumsy wand, a conscience will scrape, why are you, they say, and not ashamed? It"s a shame, very ashamed, but ... I want. "And I want, and pricks, and mom does not tell ..."
Enjoy, gentlemen! The author and the publisher take on this sin of your sin, do this black work for you. It will then gnaw them with an indefatigable conscience. It is they that will heal the bruises on the forehead from the suddenly open door. And you enjoy! They spied on you, peeped, overheard, looked into other people"s windows. Then all what they saw and heard was retold to you, our dear reader. It remains only to listen to us carefully, to deal with the load of this knowledge and make a purely personal opinion on each proposed reason. Then we will collect all together and state in a neighborly way. Deal?
Author:
Author:Maximova Elena Vladimirovna
Cover:
Cover:Soft
Category:
- Category:Fiction
- Category:Modern Literature
- Category:Poetry & Literature
Publication language:
Publication Language:Russian
Paper:
Paper:Offset
ISBN:
ISBN:978-5-7205-1704-5
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