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There is neither day nor night. The waiting room.
Two white-toothed pilot "Royal Jordanian"
flirting with the cashier in shining haze duty
free. Tall, blond thoughts at home, in Utah,
located in the corner, on the floor as Admiral in the cabin.
Hasidic hats. These seem to be always in the way.
Time here is only minutes to the landing, and
Genesis framework, already shaky,
dissolve, in a moment of blinding Cadcii...
Slim girl at the counter finishes his latte.
The bartender would not mind to take a kiss for payment
obviously regrets that the girl just got to go...
The ritual would not be so, not repeat it again.
Hook-nosed profile seven-forty-seven.
In the window of the sail at the same time change the building.
The eternal fear of heights. What could be pervozdanna?
Hundreds of hostages human beings
and no one knows how to work the system
start flying, where another reality,
almost immateriality,
extraterritoriality
heaven on the verge of this light.