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Fairy tales of the Viennese wood
FILM MACHINE Walk, it's a sweet deal.Having decided not to deal with the huge front door - that was fraught with difficulties - I got out through the French window of the living room to the terrace and some time hanging around there, sniffing the morning air, and trying to convince himself that he is far above the quality of our London fog.Despite all the signs around me seething life - birds already mentioned, the germs emitted green lawns, trees and shrubs - I was acutely aware that around is deathly quiet. But take the same London - at half past four in the morning he positively seethes.Exhaust pipes with thunder rushing through the empty streets of newspaper vans, lapping spewing rejected urine, rapid staccato cheap stilettos, download the film Machine and smacked one on the other in the streets, a lone taxi rattling and screaming in the squares and streets of thrushes with sparrows - screaming louder than whatever countryside - all these sounds come alive and take on meaningDue to the property, which is inherent in every great city: akustichnosti. In the city of all the links. Rural world completely devoid of resonance, an echo or echo, completely devoid of the church bells of civilization.Which makes it very nice for recreational visits to randomly rented house or Sunday outings, but decidedly unfit for human existence. The villagers, of course, think otherwise:Give them free, and they would Piccadilly and the Strand are lined with moss and download the film Machine and started to ivy on the walls of Buckingham Palace - only to prevent a single sound reflected from them rebound. And the ideas of the situation is exactly the same.Yell in the morning in the capital kakuyunibud thought, and it is the same date appears in the latest issue of vestendskom "Standard" section of "The Diary of a Londoner," that evening will be the subject of shrill debate club "Karkun", and in a week will be ridiculed on the ' time out "biweekly news magazine of the progressive wing, which printsfor the most varied reviews and sometimes political articles. as obsolete. It makes no sense - no doubt;disgusting - still, but a download the film Machine and certain way marks the situation is much more lively than the idyllic Arcadia, where promotion of any idea has a striking resemblance to a punctured tennis ball jumps on peatlands. I must, however, recognize that one thing can the countryside for the glory, and this dew.Onat, as I stood on the terrace, leaning on the balustrade and clutching a bottle of whiskey, from which there took a while not a drop, and chained my opinion.A broad band of ants, leaving the fence ditch, and beyond the ditch, where sometimes graze horses, grass pogrubee - all this, as one would expect and even demand, bathed in a charming, attractive dew.However, my attention was caught by a strip of grass darker, crossed the lawn in the middle - a clear trail recently held here man.Gardener, assistant gardener, gamekeeper or servant of any living creature, even in our times neblagovospitannye, I reasoned, surely would have kept track, so who - a quick glance at the clock - who from home would wander here in three minutes shy of the sixth?