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The citadel is where everyone hid when the enemy entered the castle. Stronghold. Last stronghold

Jennifer Egan

Girls, if you want? And if immediately successful - modest? I want to! How to find a depraved nun? I want to! Complex, rarely embodied in one doll and in reality!

It’s worth taking up fitness for competition, immersing yourself in the world of hunters, and slowly calculating your presence and similarity of interests on the multi-core. Everything will work out, you will be able to compete with the elite, where from morning to evening they are racing through languages, honing phrases from the Karamazovs by heart. Every day and for hours they remove the excess, preparing the best for sale, cold, but the best. Everything is digitized, evaluated, put on display, a little more cynically than taught. To have a choice, you shouldn’t waste time on local shops, plunging into megacities into yourself from the very depths, sketched by some with prospects, some with selfish glances at the brilliant, it’s no longer so important. There are thousands on stage. They compete not between goods at all, but between schools, immersing the buyer in the world of sophistication, hoping to pay more for the price and forever give up the well-mannered one, thereby recouping the investment with interest. What about talking? Trained. Will he take care? One of the main lessons. The presence of an important upgrade - a function administrator, in case of disruptions in mood, changes in views on what is happening, or readiness to plunge into base ones.

Something exceptional happens when it inadvertently gets used to it. I truly plunged, with the ability without air, into the world of Games. Dissolved in the Game, emotions, experiences, desires, views and goals, spied on a carbon copy with its own shades. Agree, the probability is very low in the chaos of molecules. You shouldn’t trust chance or faith when you suddenly stumble upon a “mirror”. More, more, enough, let’s reveal, too much ambition. Broken pump with blood. Behind the scenes there is a Game of its own, a miracle performance is being played out, there is its own gold, its own diamonds, and other units of measurement. Having plans from onwards to long-term ones, any ordered characters are released onto the stage, only longer, only deeper, only forever. The script is under seal. We nod, we agree... Not all at once, not all... Drop by drop of transparent hints, letter by letter of necessary examples, random surprises neatly folded in advance. Dating is necessary. The value of your golden jokes will be powdered, with a slight polite nod, either from repetitions of a broken record, or keep it for free.

In return, they presented grams of motivation, inspiration, vows, and confidence in a box. Soldering with soulful syllables, after the evening sighs. And how invigorating it is to jump sharply into the abyss, meeting absolute understanding in the eyes, euphoria, carelessness, ardor. I met you for so long... You are lucky, your eardrums are ringing encouragingly. Hugs at the right time, so familiar and soothing, because in the subconscious it is similar to childhood and mother’s. Nuance.

Well-mannered, of course. Excellent manners, to give credit where credit is due. With the right goals and clear eyes, and she especially likes you. If you make it through, if you survive, if, only. Family friends need to be shown, dressed up and listened to their experienced thoughts.

The pillows are cute, you definitely have to look, weigh, give a verdict on the acquisition of networks, immersing among, assimilating under.

Perhaps there is a world without this fuss, playing with the fire of intimacy. It makes sense to parallelize it by walking the characters around the worlds separately from each other. There, a spare person is even allowed to be present, not completely rejected, to maintain self-esteem, but in parallel. Communication with the outside world through dozens of eyes, with different perceptions of each with their own thousands of thoughts. Acceptable, but important. The presence inside, there is a deep steel cable, take a step, and grow in person. A curiosity among the fragile, but what if it’s still complex and doesn’t play according to the notes? You rock the boat with storms inside, hoping for penetration, and before this it was just stupid girlish fear, nods and laughter for the sake of a moment together. Make a decision and, quietly snuggling, say I trust you and that’s all. “I’ve completely opened up, that’s it, I’m winding down, a dozen messages and calls missed from the driver below. I chatted up a girl. I’ll be late, I won’t forgive myself, you, or those around me later. We'll chat on the plane. See you soon!”