Libertionne

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Anna Tishchenko. Libertionne
Libertionne
A Visit to Mount Olympus
The classics are dead. Long live the classics!
A battle in paradise
The price of poetry
A velvet hand in an iron glove
The Aesculapian of souls
The hunt for the bluebird
Compulsory Romance
Tough Days at Young Lucifer
The new word in art
The Gifts of Bacchus
The Labyrinth of the Minotaur
A tough night
Time to collect stones
Within the bounds of absolute freedom
The drunken moose
A Collar for Fortuna
The Apple of Sodom
The Cave of the Kobold
King of the Mirage
An Alarming Morning
Journey to the Sidhe
The Octagon
Erinys
Libera
Family morning
Freedom for Cupid!
The Foundry of the Legend
The Trojan Horse
Tristan’s Tragedy
Photophobia
Cleopatra’s Eyes
The Finale of an Ancient Tragedy
Path from Hades
Bridge to eternity
The Woods of Morois
The birth of a legend
A Great Goddess
The point of no return
A strange date
Day One
The Resurrection of Lazarus
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Freedom is the greatest myth ever created by mankind. And like all things unattainable, it is beautiful, perfect.
Tiberius Crown, reclining on the leather seat of his Mercedes, was looking out the window. His eyes were blind to the thousands of virtual billboards that floated by: “Superfast breakfast cereal – any flavor!” “Superslim – lose three kilograms per day, no artificial ingredients!” “Young? Successful? Rich? Impotent? Our formula will bring back your erection in just a few days!” “Viagra. Improved formula – your boyfriend will be ecstatic!” “Lonely? At the Club Lady Safo we guarantee that you’ll find a girlfriend”… But Tiberius’s thoughts were far away, in the rector’s office of Libertionne State University.
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Laura chuckled ambiguously, but it was clear that she felt good.
Ignoring the elevator as always, Tiberius walked up his own stairway. The electronic key was acting up as usual; the green light refused to switch on. From the doorway of the adjacent apartment, the long nose of his female neighbor, Mr. Stern. The lady was of venerable age, but this in no way detracted from her enormous energy and enthusiasm. These wonderful qualities were entirely dedicated to spying night and day on all the residents of the building who had the misfortune of being her neighbor. And of the subsequent related visits. She was constantly pestering Tiberius with various requests for help, and he, out of pity for the creature, almost never refused.
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