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But now and before dawn, and before the desired water was still far away.
Nevertheless, in the few hours I had spent in the past, the room had time to be sufficiently developed.
The furnace warmed further, however, it is not so hard.

In her dull gleams, Sparrow curled up in an alcove, tightly wrapped in a blanket.

It was necessary to cover the forgotten window, stretch and warm the ossified feet, clean the long-dead pipe, throw a bathrobe, which I did, bringing order to the table while waiting for boiling water for the new coffee.
Memories reluctantly released into reality, all sailing one after another, again and again returning in past years.
And I again surrendered to them, settling down. amateur teen sex on cam
in a chair by the stove, facing the window, with a new cup of coffee and a newly filled pipe.
It was heard as the wind increased in the yard.
It is snowing.
Large fluffy snowflakes swooped out of the window, circling in an intricate dance, now approaching, now disappearing into the darkness of non-existence.

Dance fascinated them and attracted.
Snowflakes, like long-forgotten faces, floated out of the temporary depths, revived the memories, and again were carried away to where they should be – in the past.
Winter in her last efforts, taking advantage of the night-time, decided, albeit briefly, to take revenge and manage the sleeping city, involuntarily returning me to army life.
(I even started writing about her.
And described a lot.
But this topic is too voluminous for this presentation and I decided to devote a separate essay to it in this case without moving too far from the main topic).
Why army? Perhaps the brightest memories associated with my Crimean, airborne service in the army, many surprised by the almost complete absence of hazing.
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