Stained glass

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Nikolai Yakunenkov. Stained glass

Stained glass

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In the bar smelled of cigarette smoke rock music sounded softly. At this time of day it was not crowded. The influx of visitors was expected much later, at nine o’clock, when twilight finally take over the fading city.

The old rock and roll institution attracted many with its free rules of staying in it. That was the only place in the area where you can smoke and not only cigarettes, come in any clothes, except, of course, the style of a hardened street tenant. Therefore, all those who did not drink in other eateries, just passing by, shuddered in wet weather or those who like to smoke with them brought streams of idle people to this place. A glass of cheap beer, a hundred grams of vodka or the opportunity not to be unfounded accused of something obscene made the bar one of the most popular places to stay, and finding it infinitely pleasant.

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“All for show, all for the needs of the audience – looked in their direction Boris and, wincing with disgust, then slowly turned away and then halved one gulp a glass of BlackBerry vodka. – Oh, quite in the modern world morals left. What now the government remains-to allow open intercourse, so as not to violate someone’s moral and ugly rights? Heretics…”

In your mouth and lit the alcohol, and the guy with the force pressed to his weather-beaten lips tightly clenched fist. Again squinted at the silently sipping trendy young couple and thought, remembering his, seemed so far away, childhood, a suburb of the capital, drowning in the light of sparkling billboards at every step and floating away into the infinity of the chain of all kinds of shops. The never-ending noisy stream of cars, such that even it was unsafe to go out, so as not to get under the wheels of any of them. All his games and full communication with peers took place purely in the stairwell or in the basement, in a specially equipped city authorities for such leisure room. Only for two hours a day restless streets tried on silence when all city roads were blocked at a certain time by strong pins shooting from the earth. Private land transport stopped its movement, with the exception of improved for urban flights, but it was so rare that the biggest at this time for him – two or three flights of the tram or the car “fast” briefly spoiled the feeling of blissful and long-awaited silence. Only two hours you can enjoy such a delightful moment of life in the city. An hour-in the morning and an hour – in the afternoon that the younger generation managed to get freely, each child in the according to age, to educational institution and to return home. It seemed at such moments, life itself dies, releasing from her womb into the wild world of children, smiling and occasionally drilling his laughter the air between buildings.

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