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would have passed without much attention if Mila

      didn't decide to swim. Thanks to underwear, which

      the swarm got wet and became almost invisible, he was out.

      climbed almost naked. The sight was so disgusting.

      that I almost vomited. His companions

      hooted to the point of unconsciousness, one at the same time so

      let out the gases that left the beach with a brown "ducati-

      com" on his red, hand-embroidered swimming trunks.

      "Dukatik," that's what my grandmother used to say when we

      were very young and did not have time to run to

      toilet or poorly wiped ass. Then we have this co–

      the stretch speck was on the tights in a soft place

      and the grandmother reproached the grandchildren: "Well, again, they did not have time for

      potty, that's the ducat on the butt" and changed us clothes. Raz-

      I was in one. We were two years old, and those were.

      we're in our fifties.

      II

      A select part of the scammers appropriated the aris-

      tocratic titles and felt "sunny"

      barons", but that was many years later. At that time

      they didn't know it would be very good.

      an offensive title. But let's not jump

      events and let's go back to the beginning of one very sad

      History. Sad because it's based on

      human insatiability and selfishness because it is

      is associated with murders, it's all woven with white warriors.

      rotnichki, politicians, judicial robes – a slice of spoils -

      a society teetering on the edge of anarchy,

      How the "solar barons" arose

      on the verge of your own destruction, as it was you-

      syachi years ago in old Rome.

      Yes, the cream of society, who fancies themselves gods, are like,

      the donkeys, who consider themselves the cream of society, are

      would be respected citizens who are essentially

      donkeys… All of them for a couple of crowns would kill their own.

      grandmother, would give up their children, betray the ray-

      they sent anyone to the gallows, only

      would make money on it, a warm place, a position,

      power… Yes, power is what warms them.

      power is money, power intoxicates them, power

      больше, чем наркотик, любовница, власть – это всё.

      Да, власть – это всё для человеческого отродья, кото-

      рое хуже любого обычного человека, хуже всех обычных

      сограждан, вынужденных крутиться как белка в колесе

      и экономить каждую крону, чтобы иметь возможность

      отправить своего ребёнка на школьную экскурсию или

      в кружок. Они не всегда могут себе это позволить, хоть

      их ребёнок и талантлив безмерно.

      Эти облечённые властью хуже, чем большиство

      бездомных, хуже, чем большинство уголовников. Лик-

      видировать человеческие жизни ради власти, убивать

      ради власти… Общество приближается к своему исчез-

      новению? Либо это нормальное развитие на определён-

      ном этапе благополучия? Благополучия для кого? Для

      части избранных или для всех?

      III

      Я просыпаюсь от ощущения тепла, пощипывания и

      холода. Просто я обгорела так, что не могу разобрать-

      ся в ощущениях, на почти плоской груди кожа крас-

      ная, как сваренный рак, набрасываю на себя платье и

      бегу в тень своей скромной виллы на берегу лазурного

      «Солнечные бароны»

      моря, тёплого, как утренний кофе. Пальмы, которые я

      так люблю, кусты гибискуса и слегка колючая тропи-

      ческая трава возле бассейна с ледяной водой украшают

      сад и создают уют. Моё преимущество состоит в том,

      что мой родной язык – чешский, но об этом никто не

      Knows. Looking forward to a new piece of information,

      which i find out because no one suspects that i

      I understand their conversation. In the décolleté area, I have-

      bubbles, the last time it happened to me

      at the age of five. I'm panicked: with the neckline,

      the only part of my own body that is

      swarm i sincerely admire, there was a disaster, she

      permanently damaged. God, what a day, I can once and again

      forget about her forever, tears stream down my cheeks. Not

      I know whether out of anger, pain, or self-pity. This is

      probably a mixture of all emotions and feelings.

      My faithful dog, the Schnauzer, looks at me from a pre-

      Thank goodness he doesn't speak. I sit in

      jeep and going to the hospital. At the reception in a private clinic

      I encounter Sweet, Blue-Eyed and, as it turned out,

      later, Edoy, Fick and two others. The group has clear pro-

      bleems with health. Because of the gamble they fill with-

      whether

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