On August 15, it was 90 years since the birth of Boris Sikkin - Bobby Castorsky of "The Untouchable Avengers".
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In Ostia, immigrants, including Odessites, gathered near the post office. I approached and began to get upset:

He arrived from Rome, received a benefit from the HIAC and learned that the Moscovites and Leningradis would pay more interest than the former inhabitants of other Soviet cities: Odessa, Chisinau, Kharkov, etc.

How? how? What!! I heard indignant voices.

I cannot understand anything myself. It is said that inhabitants of small provincial cities, such as Odessa, respectively, have fewer requests than people in the capital - Moscovites and Leningradis.

The little ones? The provincial? Are these small requests?! to

I totally agree! I myself am from Moscow, it does not concern me, but what it is – we are all immigrants, all in equal position, and they say that it is impossible to compare the high cultural level of the Moscovites and Leningradis with the primitiveness of the inhabitants of the depths, the hills, the type of Odessa.

This accomplished them, and we went to Rome, and with an outraged crowd, we fell into Hijas. Russian, Jewish and newly learned Italian mat stood in the air. The frightened girl, a Hiasa worker, spoke only English and called the translator, also our immigrant.

The translator, a humorous man, was at first completely confused, but then saw me in the crowd, and a spark of understanding lit up in his eyes.

He turned to the crowd. “I understand your outrage, but let’s not scream all at once; we will choose a representative, well, for example, Boris Sikkin, as a Moscovite and neutral person, and we will call to New York to solve the issue directly with the central authority.

Everyone agreed, we and the translator went to the office, told each other a couple of jokes, I went out and announced that everything was okay - the matter was settled, and everyone would be paid equally.

After that, Ostia burled for another couple of weeks, and everyone was grateful to Sikkin, who managed to prevent the monstrous injustice.

One of the fun in Ostia was to visit the cinema. The owner of the cinema, a good man, complained to me that things were going badly, and I decided to help him. This week was the movie "The Girl of My Dreams", which has a scene where beautiful actress Marika Rock is bathing sitting in a barrel. There was no naked nature or sexuality in this scene, except for the barrel, but I approached the mail and started a conversation about the movie:

"Beautiful still, the grandmother, the breast of perfect shape, and when she calmly, without the hassle comes out of the barrel...

I was interrupted, all this movie was already seen and Marika's coming out of the barrel was not noticed.

“So you missed it,” I said, and the whole barrel, a man of 70, ran to watch her get out of the barrel. Marika, of course, did not come out of the barrel, which I was told.

Are you playing me? I was surprised.

Okay, I’ll go see again.

I did not go to repeat the film, of course, which did not prevent me from painting my long legs, a girl's chest and perfect lines of the buttocks again.

We can’t understand anything, they said. Let’s run again, and go. The result was the same - the naked grandmother did not want to get out of the barrel.

I understand, I said. - They probably have two options: one, daytime, when children go - then they do not release it from the barrel, and the second, evening - for adults.

Go to the last session.

By this time around the barrel was already agitated: a man went two hundred. Needless to say, except for the barrel, they saw nothing, and I went, supposedly, to the director to find out what it was about. He returned and that the mechanic had taken them for some important delegation and reassured, allowing the day option, but tomorrow at the last session he will allow the evening version, and will scroll the episode of exiting the barrel twice, the second time with a speed.

The next day, the hall was closed to rejection, but Marika Rock was stubbornly sitting in the barrels. The hall trembled from insults and curses against the barrel. When I told the cinema owner about the barrels and the naked grandmother, he whispered, kissed me and said I saved him the neighborhood.
(c) http://lib.rus.ec/b/172098/read