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        The princess has clanked through a shoulder of the partner invisible to rests: 
        — You owe to me to a few love. 
        Perhaps scandal would be also a quite good exit. The old man has thrown 
Enquiring look on the guy. That has lifted hands: 
        Are your last affairs, you and understand. 
        Instead of money the old man has got a cigarette and has lighted. Has then told: 
        — At me for a long time on the half-sixth. 
        — Then I will take your bottom soul. — the princess as though suddenly 
Has sobered up, and he has seen in its pupils something inhuman. 
        Then he felt someone like a rabbit, which conjurer 
Pulls out for ears from the cylinder on a fun to public. And, it is necessary to tell, to a rabbit 
It was completely not cheerful. During any moment the old man has noticed, that any more 
Rejects shades. 
        He did not understand, in what focus. It did not have reasonable explanations. 
However, foolish too. He still knew, that does not sleep, and has again felt this 
Bitter smack in a mouth — fear normal before approaching madness. 
        The princess laughed loudly, having thrown a head. 
        There was a shone screen. On walls, on a floor and on a ceiling were visible 
Flashing, every second varying shades of these two — the guy and the Princess. And 
The third shade has disappeared. And the old man had to prove to itself, that he has not disappeared 
From this ridiculous Universe, that it not the phantom which inadvertently has fluttered out from 
Bodies, that it not the consciousness due to a misunderstanding decaying in the dead person, which 
Has overslept the death... But now he could brag of the indescribable 
Experience: similar he did not test anything even in the most fantastic 
Night nightmares. 
        It seemed to it, that the cigarette smoke flows through it. For an instant it 
Was frightened, that, having pulled behind a cup, will seize fingers emptiness... 
        The guy has reproachfully shaken a head. 
        — The princess, you much on yourself take. It is not pleasant to the owner. 
        It has shown it the set aside middle finger. 
        — In a bum of the Owner! And you in a bum. 
        At this moment the powerful roar of an automobile siren has outside reached — 
Simultaneously far, as a thunder, and close, as groaning saxophone Koltrejna. 
Probably, here there was a mystical communication. Anyway, the Princess instantly 
Has shrivelled, as if old poganka, and the guy has hasty switched off the TV and 
Has mischievously grinned: 
        — You will tell to it it is. 

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        All the subsequent could seem an absurd farce, if 
The old man with easy heart laughed at itself and over the others. However in heart 
At it such weight as if it has been filled not by blood has accumulated, and 
Uranium. 
        He saw grotesque, but not a ridiculous fright of the princess. On the person at the guy 
Wrinkles were suddenly sharply designated, and the old man with shudder has learnt in him 
Itself. 
        Crimson fire has run on windows, as if a fire reflected light. Measured, 
Gradually accruing thud of hoofs has unexpectedly reminded the old man a surf sound — 
The one and only, slowly rolling wave which threatened to take down 
Fragile mooring of its reason. The culmination — in air came nearer 
The electricity collected, and expectation blinding, splitting has hung 
Lightning flashes... The Deceived expectation. Then all have clouded dust clouds, as 
As if has flown a tornado. 
        The snackbar door has swung open, hardly not having broken from loops, as if 
From a strong kick. But in an aperture there was nobody and anything, except curling 
Darkness half-and-half with a dust. In the come silence it became audible, as somewhere outside 
The hoarse voice false sings an old hit «Sunday midday». 
        When the dust has settled, the old man has started to distinguish contours of the improbable 
The crew which has got on parking before a snackbar straight from komiksa about 
Any gone mad priest vudu with the heavy form of megalomania. It 
Not at once has understood, that he sees. Tails, groats, members and hind legs of the black 
Stallions — everyone time in ones and a half more than an ordinary horse. Stallions 
Dragged behind itself shizoidnyj a hybrid of a catafalque and a limousine with a body jaguarovoj 
raskraski on which roof the armchair has been established, otdalenno brushing away 
On a throne, — a difficult construction from strips of the alloyed steel, ugleplastikov and 
Bronze details. Among the last parts of human bodies prevailed, and 
Also oskalennye the dog muzzles and opened krokodili to graze. All together 
Made impression of the cocktail which has been shaken up from the unrestrained primitive 
Wildness and the modern technology taken on arms by the pervert. 
        Looking at it, the old man has felt a magic wrong side of a reality, before 
Seeming firm and hopelessly grey. However, this new reality was 
It is better nothing — and much more menacing. All penetrated by the hostile 
Influences, it did not leave chances to the layman who has got here from the world of straight lines 
The corners, parallel streets, ferro-concrete walls and false safety, 
Got in exchange for a freedom in choosing. 
        And the veil dividing the worlds was imperceptibly thin: it could destroy 
One sight, one word, one breath — but at the same time the old man for all the 
Former life has not managed to do in it even a small hole, to see 
The one who pulls threads of biped puppets. 
        Now to it such "successful" case — all thanking, apparently, has dropped out 
To Charles. It smorgnul — and strange crew has disappeared. More correctly, has not disappeared, certainly. 
The brain of the old man again has changed according to a perception range, and 
Has become the receiver which has been adjusted on a unique wave. 
        Instead of the carriage and stallions before a snackbar there was a usual patrol 
The car, and instead of a shapeless dusty whirlwind in an aperture of an open door 
There was a person in a long black raincoat — the terrible white person, as if 
Moulded from a papier-mache, continuous black lentils of eyes, a mouth crack, in 
Which the crushed worm of language writhed. Hands of the sculptor, the long strong 
Fingers. The old man with ease could imagine this type the kneading 
Clay to mould from it next golema for the mad 
teatrika dead persons. However, who-who, and the old man by that moment has already lost 
The right to judge madness or responsibility. 
        It has felt on itself(himself) a sight which operated as a stream of the hot 
Urine in the person, — also it was necessary to have huge will power not to take away 
Eyes. Unfortunately, at it it it has not turned out. 
        The person in the black has in own way interpreted its weakness. 
        — I do not like you, — the one whom named the Owner has told, tone 
Statements also has spent a finger on the friable white cheek. — you think, it 
Because I happen on the sun a little? The same one has told to me sladenkaja 
shljushonka. It was necessary to learn to its good manners a little. — he has darted a glance 
On the Princess, and that has become soft, as if from it have taken out a skeleton. Then the old man again 
Has become the main object of its burning attention. Is a leprosy of eternity, 
My young visitor. By the way, how you have found me? 
        The old man has thought, that else is not known, who whom has found. The second it 
The thought was such: «It seems, druzhishche Charles nevertheless has played on my a dirty trick». 
        The person in the black has exchanged glances with the dolls, and all three have begun to neigh. 
However, at the Princess the laughter has turned out a little tense. It was visible, that it 
Very much tries not to be trapped. Then the Owner has told: 
        — Means, Charles. The excellent recommendation. Well, as they say, 
Friend Charles — my friend. Welcome in our corrective colony. 
Here we will correct everything, that you will want. 
        The old man was not delighted to it at all. The owner has gone to 
To refrigerator, has got from it a bottle of mineral water and has drained it in one 
zaglot. Then udovletvorenno rygnul also has told in space: 
        — Hot. Devilishly hot. Next time it will be necessary to choose 
The place is more cool. — it was again switched to the old man: — I See, you 
Have already fed. 
        The old man has nodded. 
        — To satiety? 
        — Yes. 
        — Fine. Something is ill you? 
        — If the doctor was necessary to me, I would go to other place. — the old man 
Its calling tone — only bravado realised that. 
        — E-e, do not tell. It would not be desirable to seem immodest, but in 
Comparison with me all these diplomaed doktorishki with their tomographs and 
kriozondami — pity buffoons. If I take the patient I guarantee 
Absolute result. Still any did not complain. Also you know, — it 
Has confidentially lowered a voice, — I treat for everything. Even from death. 
        New explosion of laughter was distributed. Most loudly laughed loudly — sobbed literally — 
The guy as like as two peas similar to the young man, killed twenty five years 
Back. And on a back at the old man in icicles cold sweat already froze together. 
        otsmejavshis, the Owner continued in the same complacent tone: 
        — I after all not casually ask. Here it is important that: cutlets separately, 
Flies separately. Requirements of a body should not distract from requirements of soul. 
Only then you can make a correct choice, that is such, about which 
Subsequently it is not necessary to regret. Correctly I speak? — It suddenly 
The index finger on the guy was developed and has aimed. That has choked with laughter, 
And to the old man has seemed, that the finger has turned to a pistol trunk of the corporal 
Colours. Considering, that his son has been shot from "TT", it made 
Certain impression. 
        Having taken pleasure in effect, the person in a black raincoat has cleaned the leather 
To down also has shown other hand. On the opened palm the black ball in the size laid 
About a tennis ball. Its surface was slightly washed away. 
        «Grebanyj the conjurer», — has thought the old man with disgust. It 
Disgust podpityvalos that it has got under influence of the charlatan and 
By all means wished to learn, than all will end, though at all has not paid for 
Representation. Or has paid very long time ago? 
        The owner has blown at the palm, and the sphere which has flied from it was smeared in 
Blot, has then turned to similarity of a flat and opaque smoke screen, 
Which was gradually stretched, as the removed skin. At last between a ceiling 
And the floor hammered a black banner, accepting distinct outlines human 
Silhouette. A head, a trunk, hands. 
        The shade form. The stolen shade... 
        It was something which have been pulled out from space and, means, from time. In 
Him the black labyrinth withdrawing for limits of understanding was guessed. To the old man 
Has once dreamt, that it has lost the way in own brain. Together with 
It images of its died parents and not born children there wandered. And more 
Hundreds unrecognizable "I", and remained not tamed, — wild animals in 
Dense wood of an incomprehensible human nature... 
        It it is now continuous, with all-consuming attention, looked on 
Panel of a zero thickness trembling before it, its two-dimensional map 
Destinies — last and future, — which the Owner examined as x-ray 
Picture. It reminded expectation of a sentence of the judge. Or the doctor. 
        — U-u-u as all is started, — the Owner, frankly mocking has told, 
But for the old man all event still persistently did not wish to turn 
In a farce what was as a matter of fact. — you would not like to correct something? 
For example, here, here or here? — The Person in black stuck with a finger, 
Punching in a hole shade through which struck goodness knows where from undertaken 
Sunlight beams. And so it would be desirable to substitute the person under this light, 
To feel leaving heat. So it would be desirable to FORGET... 
        The old man has felt disappointment and has decided, that to it offer 
Old crappy game which is called «Three desires». 
        — And than bad game? — The Owner has immediately responded. — only 
Consider: I after all not a gold small fish and anything should not you. On the contrary, you will remain 
You should. 
        The old man any more did not pay attention to such trifle, as read 
Thoughts. He has thought, that, maybe, it and is the cheapest hope, 
Inexcusable and worst of human weaknesses: to believe in existence 
The one who grants ANY desires. Or does not execute — and then it 
Is called differently: game in the God. And the one who believes, waits for a meeting, which 
Sooner or later will occur in measurement of hallucinating despair. 
        But what such a pray, if not the request for the help? Well, like a call 
On round-the-clock "telephone hotline": «Hallo, me so hrenovo, that 
hrenovee there is no place ». And to you answer:« Wait, do not finish with itself. We 
Are not assured, that THERE to you it will be better ». And you hang up, remained 
Not understood. And you not to wait appointments to that who is on other 
The wire end. Because understand you anybody cannot. And, that the most ridiculous, 
You most likely also do not want it! You are afraid to lose yourself, accepting 
Arrogance for a self-preservation instinct. It is the world where are born and die 
The lonely. 
        —... Yes, nearly has not forgotten. — the owner has clicked fingers. — I have come 
To a conclusion, that the choice of medicines corrupts patients. Therefore the desire will be 
Only one. And the last. 
        «One means, — the old man has thought. — whether it is small, that 
To justify all this senseless life? » 
        — Give we will sweep, — the Owner has offered. However, this offer 
Was not from what can be rejected, — the old man caught a difference. 
        They left. The old man has recollected by the way, that wished to fill a tank, but 
The owner has made inviting gesture towards the car: 
        — This wheelbarrow goes with speed of time. 
        On a forward door the motto has been traced: «to Dominate and 
To pursue ». The flasher has been switched on, and two beacons of mystical harbours — 
Orange and blue — serially snatched out from darkness pale faces. 
        The person in the black has opened a luggage carrier, has got the automatic machine with two shops, 
Braided by a wire, and without superfluous words has handed over to its old man. 

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        ... It shot, and they fell, as size. During several 
Seconds it has devastated both shops. At it shot too, but bullets evaporated, 
Not reaching the purpose. 
        The party has ended. The owner of a summer residence, visitors and security guards were dead. 
And women it did not touch musicians. They laid persons downwards and were afraid to lift 
Heads. Any child among killed, fortunately, has not appeared — here 
Preferred adult entertainments. 
        He has thought: «Here it also is DEAD silence». The summer residence stood far from 
Lines on the bank of fantastically beautiful lake. The decline painted trunks of pines in 
Pink colour. The distance appeared surprisingly accurately. Over a water smooth surface 
Crept sleepy a smoke. The late yacht slid to coast, as if the combined 
Wings the butterfly... 
        Paradise place. And, of course, to dare live here could only 
Those to whom a place in a hell. 
        He has sent all of them home. 

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        The old man too came back home. Ken Sheferd played «Born with 
The broken heart », and the wheelbarrow flied so as if one month ago has descended from the conveyor. 
The old man did not become on an iota more happily and still did not wish to die. 
Bony a bough pursued it on heels and a decay stench breathed in a nape. 
Everything, that remains now to it, it to wait when the Owner that is 
To receive dolzhok. 
        At least, the old man has had time to revenge for the son. But even 
The come true revenge and the triumphed justice any more did not please him. 
Eventually, it was a gift of the Owner. It has got for nothing. All, that 
Gave or gave to the old man, it appeared lie. The truth was only that 
He vygryz teeth from an indestructible gravestone, erected over a tomb 
The hopes. 
        ... The prompt silhouette, casting has ahead seemed to the dim 
Lead shine, — the first counter car on it the god the forgotten highway. 
The magnificent cabriolet has flashed by with a thoroughbred rustle, but the old man nevertheless 
Has had time to notice, that Charles at the wheel sat, sparkling familiar belozuboj a smile. 
He was embraced by another's wife. Round her neck the white silk scarf has been wound. 
The scarf end fought in air stream, as a white bird of death. 
        These two lucky beggars have been dressed as in summer and remained absolutely 
Dry, despite a falling cold autumn rain, — phantoms another 
The realities which are carried by by in other layer of time, insurance agents from 
Offices of the Owner, hurrying to conclude the next Contract... 
        The old man has again recollected the person of the dying friend and has again set to itself 
Question which did not give it rest on a return way: 
        «What is It has offered Charles, except my wife?» 

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