FRUITS of SNOWFALL of
Silver spirals of a blizzard represent the city festively - mysterious, is richer nyuansirovanny. The arches and arrows blossoming in air white and blue roses and - nevertheless - an early potma; knots of lanes, squares almost backyards People - as hyphens - so drew them Mark; people, as if the spaces which are pressed down by the massif. passing
From the lane to the lane, the person also did not notice how it was the hostage of early darkness; the traffic light zastruitsya red, and somebody crossed the road, curtailed And suddenly saw a temple bulk against it is white - the dark, diagonal sky Light burned in windows, but the temple seemed strange, mystical, on seen - Protestant can be not similar? somebody thought approaching. It climbed the high, already partially brought steps, pulled the handle of a hard door
I became - deafened: sinevato - gray light, and in it exfoliated and wound, in it roared and gukat: people dragged iron, dropped bars, weights. It stood, shaken until the athlete with the torso shining, intertwined with muscles approached it: You want to be engaged? - asked.
- I speak: you want to give how many - that time to the body?
- to the Body? I to admit thought of soul.
- Ah it Here for a long time our club.
- Yes. I see. I got obviously not there.
- And still - if you already here whether you want to examine our hall, machines, iron? Suddenly you will become interested? This
seemed to it entertaining.
It went for the athlete, surveying machines - the incarnate surrealistic designs made beautifully, partly reminding; saw persistent, joyful work of athletes, and thought of how everything is strange as it is ridiculous
Oceanic work of a blizzard covered the city a mystical veil. Two friends - and snow bleached eyebrows both and moustaches of one of them - went to old, cozy movie theater Forum it is uncomfortable to watch the Italian movie about the young king to whom it was so uncomfortable skvozyashche on the earth and a throne. - Listen to
whether there is a movie of such efforts? - asked one, overcoming a snowdrift.
- There ingenious camerawork. And in general
In the foyer - a matter of course - heat; eyebrows become wet, points mist over.
- On milkshake?
- Is possible.
the Full pianist in black and the elderly, thickset, bald violinist played something classical.
- you do not know, what is it?
- Not - and On Mozart probably.
the Call jingles.
- we Will go?
- Aha. Having mutno left
- white glasses, go to the hall.
the Drama in green, lilovo - violet tones is developed slowly, zhivopisuya Ludwig Bavarsky`s life where there are enough stars and failures - or all it one continuous failure.
In the foyer the pianist and the violinist drink tasty milkshake.
- Seemed Egorov two days ago, - the violinist speaks. - He asked about you.
of an Eye of the pianist flicker fialkovo.
- Well, you will see still - say hello.
the Blizzard works behind walls of movie theater hard