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Boiling water at the bar
I was sitting here at the bar, and studied the menu and then captivated my attention line ... inflamed expectation beer imagination immediately drew oil painting:
The Winter. 1917. A short, bearded man in a cap, sneaking between armored cars to a group of sailors around the campfire.
- And do not ugostite whether boiling water? - Squinting, he asks.
- No question, Lenin! Ninety-one rubles! - Bravo warn sailors.
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The Winter. 1917. A short, bearded man in a cap, sneaking between armored cars to a group of sailors around the campfire.
- And do not ugostite whether boiling water? - Squinting, he asks.
- No question, Lenin! Ninety-one rubles! - Bravo warn sailors.
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