internal yards of us
Потому что в Петербурге ты была искренна. Почему так дороги эти три дня – потому что ты была искренна. Сама собой. И счастлива. В Москве ты снова другая. Ты знаешь, нам обоим страшно.
- What was then – that evening?
- Easy. I understood that you can make be upset.
- Oh, and I realized that you can make me cry.
Once I came home and my mom was waiting me with shampagne. I was still in my work black dress, which I put on that day to quit my job. I was still in my work dress when she opened second bottle. What a strange ways our sincerity choose to appear. What a strange places.
You will cry, - mom said
And when she says this person is gonna cry – he will.


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он синий!
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