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FILM LEGEND OF THE BOG "In the minds of young Andrew to be the gap between the stage and life. Life and the scene merged.This model of consciousness be fixed forever, and no border will make his life a martyr, bright and unique. Mother was always aggressive, and my dad is always justified with the uncomfortable feeling of guilt for life. In the soul of Andrew, like mushrooms, growing questions: Why does mom always yells at Dad?Why before dinner, she throws a spoon and fork on the table and says little Jew, go to dinner! Why - little Jew? And who are these little Jew? Why mom and dad are always hurting me? Why am I a good dad and mom I'm scared? Why my mother hates cats, and I love them?Why did they, adults, parents, play boat, represent other people, and then go for a long time, leaving me all alone? Perhaps they do not like me, especially my mother ... she always makes me unhappy and words hurt.And little Andrew, suffering intractable issues of the whole clip, playing in the yard, made of sand kulichiki, and if he finds a kitten, he ter strength of his face on the asphalt or stone - because my mother hates cats, and I'll hate, and maybe, at least in this way will win her love.Chapter 8 STEPS FOR VISITING Arbat on the go, high heels clattering on the asphalt, I sing with a breathy whisper, "Oh, it's summer, summer, summer, summer's crazy, crazy, is crazy ..." The cold air enters the chest cooling the burning resentment there.It was getting dark early - woven into the song, I passed by the church on the side alley Spasopeskovsky Arbat. Stylish beige coat, recently extracted to the commission, a silk scarf color of malachite, a dark fringe, surprised eyes wide. Lashes, painted for effect lengthening with powder and soap, touch the forehead."So many print brush eyes, face paint, swirl in the mirror, and all for what?" - I thought, annoyed. "Oh, it's summer, summer, summer. Cute summer gives me flowers ... "- all in the same whisper. A tear fell. Stopped, threw back his head to pour a glass of impending back to salt water. "Why are tears salty?"- I thought, standing with head thrown back in a dark alley Arbat. As seawater. In the eye sharp sting. Upper eyelids blinked - proven methods: one, time, time ... the pain subsided. Well, that's all. Saved. Not washed away. Went on. Casually kicked the yellow leaf, turned his eyes to the side of the shop " Canned", which always sold fruit.There - light: people gagging for cheap grapes. And I - to the left, on the Arbat, on a date. Passed the trolleybus. And, I will go on foot. Weather invigorates. We must be strong.
WATCH THE FILM LEGEND OF THE BOG IN EXCELLENT QUALITY ONLINE Tomorrow rehearsal in the theater. Performance on the issue, so we will see with you every day for three months.October, November, December - mechanically laid the fingers in a black leather glove, starting with the little finger. Andrey, I love you for this time is download the film Legend of the Bog and plagued by its beauty, I'll smile and mesmerizing eyes. And buy books about hypnosis. In war as in war.You gave up the attempt, running, barely say hello, running, running away from love ... One ran so too, thought of him running, turned around, and there was no one ... again spun Song of Summer, "Oh, it's summer, summer, summer ..." What have I done in the summer?