А in this time not far away, in some two-three quarters from casino, in fashionable restaurant a dissolute life Cosmos YUrievich Holmogorov.
He was, as always, one. Zapersya in separate cabinet and has proceed with its usual program. First, there was coke, afterwards -- yard of vodka, afterwards -- once again coke...
Afterwards he has required the wenches. And three полураздетые whores with Tverskoy водили round dance with singing, obediently sing about small herringbone, which coldly in winter... They with frank awe looked at its диковатого type of the client, дирижировавшего by надкушенным banana and gun, dreaming only of one -- as it were soon be thence taken away.
Afterwards he has banished all and, having dropped head on table, cried about its загубленной to lifes... And once again was coke -- two white tracks, as rails, leading his(its) train to gaps. And, similars, nowhere with these rail him already not to roll up...
With he ceased be considered all his(its) familiar, even for friends he became ballast, burden, and this got him(it) most of all. Than he is fit only on that to be an anything numbered six?
Cosmos has abandoned the restaurant under morning, when already beginning to dawn. He бешено drived its "gelding" on deserted street, ruthlessly cutting rare in this hour of the cars.
Suddenly through road, to head off his(its) machine, was hurlled coal-blackenning cat. Cosmos, not ponderring, has knocked on brake. "Mercedes" stopped in metre from fatal path, on which cat has run across the road. Being on the other party of the street, зверюшка замерла, watchful keeping an eye on on stopped enormous machine.
Slowly and awkwardly Cosmos вылез from salon "mercedes". His(its) finger compressed рукоять "Stechkina".
-- Hey, you where tugged-that? -- plaiting language has yelled he koshke. -- You in general think that you do, but? You who hold up? This your Gentlemen God goes! I one solve -- live you on this light or no! You has understood? I free the world from such reptiles, as you! -- slowly подняв gun, he has finished haughtily and solemnly: -- But well, acknowledge;recognize, creature, the God its!
Gromyhnul shot. The Cat has afraid sat down and was hurlled aside. Once again грянул shot, for him else and else... The Wretch зверек in disorder thrashed about between hits fluid march dirt, raised вонзавшимися in the land pool.
-- Stand!!! -- ferocious snarlled Cosmos, once for at once pressing on trigger hook.
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