Bouquet of Irises

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Part 1. The woman didn’t have any trouble, so she bought a pig

Part 2. Scientific discovery

Part 3. Country gatherings

Part 4. Epiphany

Part 5. Sokolniki Park

Part 6. If there were a forest, the nightingales would come

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The experimental production farm of agricultural products near the village of Tolstopaltsevo stood abandoned for several years, no one had conducted any experiments for a long time, and the Moscow City Hall decided to «donate» this land to veterans of the Great Patriotic War, honored workers of culture, science and art. The land was cut into plots of six acres. Plot 252 on third Street went to the laureate of international competitions, Honored Artist of Russia Valentin Nikolaevich. For the past 40 years, he has faithfully served the Bolshoi Theater and played the flute. Valentin Nikolaevich extracted the sound from the flute masterfully, despite the great complexity. He skillfully blew a single hole per slice, and there were 6 musical holes in the flute. A clear and transparent timbre was born in the middle register, a dull one in the lower register, but a somewhat harsh sound in the upper register. Valentin Nikolaevich brilliantly mastered the technique of performance and his flute was often assigned orchestral solos in symphonic and brass orchestras, in chamber ensembles. Valentin Nikolaevich took apart his «swallow» with great love, as he called his flute to himself, into parts, wiped, cleaned, then assembled and tuned. Valentin Nikolaevich knocked on the common wall with a neighbor and heard an answering knock – three jerky sounds – a conditional signal from the artist Maxim Petrovich that he was not busy and could talk to him. One retaliatory strike meant that the neighbor was doing something and should not be disturbed.

«As a reward for my work, I received a plot of 6 acres, not far from Peredelkino», he shared the news with Maxim Petrovich.

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– Sergey, do you see this pile of your cigarette butts, 346 pieces?! Burn them and please don’t throw cigarette butts on the ground anymore, Jeanne said sternly.

– Yes, my mistress is strict, Sergei thought, but he did as he was told, and he and his partner Valera began to put the next cigarette butts in an iron stew tin.

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