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Today I caught a cold and stayed at home so as not to get sick for the New Year. Ear swollen from calls to work. Congratulations, read mail. I looked at the analytical forecasts of economists and political scientists for the next year, left, right, liberals, patriots, it is curious that each of the parties considers their opponents representatives of the gay community, but both unanimously agree on the gloom and hopelessness of life. It became gruesome. I turned on the box, which I do extremely rarely, although the sound immediately turned off, scrolled through channels, beautiful legs and busty heifers advertised something, fattened cattle broadcast something without sound ...., on Culture Shvydkoi sluggishly led the discussion about the sad fate of modern poetry, I wanted to turn it off, and then Laughter began to read Pasternak ....

The buzz subsided. I went to the stage.
Leaning against the door jamb
I catch in a distant echo,
What will happen in my century?

The dusk of night is upon me
Thousands of binoculars on the axis.
If possible, Abba Abot,
Bring this bowl past.

I love your plan stubborn
And I agree to play this role.
But now comes another drama
And this time I am dismissed.

But thought out a schedule of actions
And inevitable end of the road.
I am alone, all drowning in the Pharisee.
Life to live is not a field to move on.

These lines and Smekhov’s voice at once crossed out the dull cold day and the bydlanov faces from the zomboyaschik, I went out into the courtyard, everything was filled up with dazzling clear snow, Christmas trees and the roof of the bath were in the snow, Christmas candlesticks were flashing in the windows, Christmas lights are blinking in the windows .....

Guys, still be good !!!!!