from Zh.
I sit at the barber. I Blessed. Behind my back, the manicure master (an elegant cute girl) polishes the nails of a client (a solid lady). I listen to their conversation.
- Yes, there are really good places... we took rabbits there, fasana...
No, we don’t take our dog on a big beast. We have more birds than our girls.
- Yes, - interferes my master (a young glamorous lady), - I was lucky in those places too, the crab fell.
Who will I shave?

I left the club the same day. The Route. In addition to me in the cabin two typical office boys - white shirts, cravates, jackets despite the heat. I wear dark glasses, I have headphones on my ears, but the music doesn’t sound, so I can hear their conversation well. One is slowly inclined toward the other, to the neck itself, and breathes, making me smile.
What was suffocating? He asks.
The roar of my fallen jaw does not prevent them from continuing the conversation.
and A! This horror was given by the wife. It has a nightmarish taste. You can't trust grandmothers to buy cosmetics.