October, the beginning of November - the barley season, no longer hot, water tolerable temperature, winter storms far away, beauty and only...
Especially on weekdays, a few people, roll on the beach and read the adventures of Fandorin - which is possible after duty.
The day-to-day leaves the first, which with an easy schedule means - freedom comes three hours before sunset, rushing to the beach, I again feel like a schoolchild who escaped from the lesson, except that instead of the Baltic Sea - the Pacific Ocean, the sand is bigger, instead of the Jurmal pine - palms, and the schoolchild sat...
Usually there are many children on the beach, families often go out with overnight stays, children of all ages rush to the shallow water, dig in the sand, try to please the fish...
I go swimming and I, swimming, go out and see - a company of 4 adults, having finished eating, approaches the edge of the water and... wash the dishes and the cutting board, oil spots float on the surface, next to the children!
I’ve never seen anything like this, obviously uncovered pigs.
They come back with a second portion of dirty dishes, young guys with dirty habits and cheap white garbage tattoos from mobile parks.
I’t have done that, if I were you, I would say it loudly.
Why is that more?! - with a challenge, say, read us, old whisper, a lecture, and we will send you deliciously!
Well, we will go another way.
You see, there are children...
And what?? to
Children tend to be proud, sometimes cuddling.
And adults, especially the elderly, with incontinence.
Here I am, I regret, I could not stand, I urinated, you apologize the old man...
The silence.
Without words they gathered the dishes in the bag and left, resentful, with disgust on the face.
Who would know that wickedness and wickedness are relatives?c) Michael Ashnin