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"And no I'm not a princess - she said, turning the napkin in the trash - men was thirty, maybe forty,
betrayal, lies, quarrels - went through
sins. And I would like to forget as a child - hiding under the table from the truth,
ugly about yourself, nasty.
But late themselves lie - age,
life is snapped in half,
Hollywood passion
and tales of sweet
I do not bring more than the illusion of happiness »

It would be her turn tact,
not to look, so he quietly got up and left;
bury his eyes on the table,
ironing tablecloths band on eyes.
Or wait for his decent
"Why are you so much about myself, it is not necessary,
we all, my dear, wicked ... "-. Yes, of course
"Acceptance" - a trendy brick
modern facades imaginary success,
soulfully-practical.

He was forty-two,
and he is always smiling.
Double Single, childless,
I do not drink, attractive, provided ...
Such seems to be enjoying life in full:
natural prince on a white horse
in the halo of invisible charm,
but it is quite real.
Hardly used it useful
whip
public self-reproach and gingerbread dreams of eternal love without effort.
Has managed the same in front of such a drink and throw out the soul - but drawn, infuriated that his purity,
pounding in the temples - "What's he doing here,
me because he is so much better? "
Embodied like a dream,
but here -. "is not so»

"I do not like myself" - sounded like an echo of his own thoughts in her ears
. His voice was a wheeze and depressed.
"I'm sorry, so much truth in these your words.
We so want to believe in the appearance,
but would not be ordinary. "

She roused herself, came to a standstill on the alert.
wings of the nose twitched like a predator,
that sacrifice in often caught sight of the forest.
The sincerity and humanity at once bold onslaught genes.
Wool reared and prepared to roll - and glared at him claw his vampiric self-pity,
mimikriruemoy compassion.
Weakness, strange weakness - that's the only excuse himself

. An hour later she went home in a taxi,
well-fed and contented,
look again clouded in mist - it does not matter for a year or day - hungry spirit does not know the consequences of oppression
. And he was lying on the floor of the restaurant
sick, bleeding,
disembodied than the first occurring at dawn
by splashing is not risen sun shade.

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