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Darkness. Silence. Only the sound of rock 'n' rolls flitting past the window, blinking with sharps. It’s already dark, and that’s why they stick to the glass – they’re drawn to the sound. Tonight, my whole house is filled with sound. Not just any sound, but rock 'n' roll sound.
Upwards… Then a violin, and again upwards, higher, higher, downwards, quieter, fading; the violin… Argues with the harpsichord, and then together they simply soar. And there… Up above, in the waltz of the sun and leaves…
Red tram number 1034 squealed, accelerated, and, clattering its rims, bounced along the tracks after the blue 1822. Trailing behind the red one were the orange 1215, lemon 1210, lime green, blue, orange, and another blue tram. On the parallel tracks, the trams were somehow not going in the opposite direction as technical progress had once dictated, but alongside their neighbors.
A playful, transparent beam fell on the corner of the table, broke (what nonsense: if you don’t know where to fall, don’t fall), screaming in silent pain, it crashed onto the pillow and stayed there, contemplating that it was much more convenient and safer this way.
The tape stopped.
The clock ticked peacefully, slowly, unhurriedly, marking the passage of time. The house was asleep. The curtains at the windows slept, swaying gently in the quiet night breeze, intertwining with the light of the stars.
Ogstin exited the building slowly, unhurriedly, as if trying to prove to everyone, including himself, that he couldn't care less about what was happening around him. If he was interested in anything, it was only himself. But he spent all his interest on himself, which could arise in his head covered with short hair.
Hello!
All is well with us. Winter arrived in a single day. You know how marvelous that is! Yesterday—it was still a not-too-cold autumn, with a light drizzle, gentle winds...
Paul jumped off the third row, turned around, gave us a contemptuous and hurtful look, and yelled:
– Fools! I'll prove it!