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-Izma-19 августа 2013 г.Вот они мы: мы существуем. И все идет, как идет. Мы не жалуемся. Мы не задаем вопросов. Мы ни во что не вмешиваемся.
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sonya19227 июня 2013 г.Музыка — это жизнь! Это материальное воплощение эмоции — ее потрогать можно!
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outrageous_lie19 июня 2013 г.Оборачиваюсь. Она сидит с одеялом на коленях.
— Я хочу есть.
Смотрю на нее и не понимаю. Есть? Принести ей ногу или руку? Свежую кровь, мясо, жизнь? Живая... она хочет съесть сама себя?28
Life_on_Mars6 июня 2013 г.Читать далееSomething . . . happened to him. A lot of things, actually. I guess there came a point where he just couldn’t absorb any more, so he flipped over into a different person. He was this brilliant, fiery kid, so weird and funny and full of dreams, and then . . . just quit all his plans, joined Security . . . it was scary how fast he changed. He said he was doing everything for me, that it was time for him to grow up and face reality, take responsibility and all that. But everything I loved about him – everything that made him who he was – just started rotting. He gave up, basically. Quit his life. Real death was just the next logical step.
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Life_on_Mars6 июня 2013 г.There is nothing I can say to this. I find myself praying to the ghastly mouth of the open sky that Julie never changes. That she never wakes up one day to find herself older and wiser.
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Life_on_Mars30 мая 2013 г.I remember what love was like before. There were complex emotional and biological factors at work. We had elaborate tests to pass, connections to forge, ups and downs and tears and whirlwinds. It was an ordeal, an exercise in agony, but it was alive. The new love is simpler. Easier. But small.
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Life_on_Mars30 мая 2013 г.the answers to our questions are written all around us, and we don’t know how to read
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Life_on_Mars30 мая 2013 г.How did this start? How did we become what we are? Was it some mysterious virus? Gamma rays? An ancient curse? Or something even more absurd? No one talks about it much. We are here, and this is the way it is. We don’t complain. We don’t ask questions. We go about our business.
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Life_on_Mars30 мая 2013 г.They just slowed down, then stopped, and after a while I realised they were corpses. It disquieted me at first, but it’s against etiquette to notice when one of us dies. I distracted myself with some groaning.
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Life_on_Mars30 мая 2013 г.Focused thought is a rare occurrence here, and we all follow it when it manifests. Otherwise we’d just be standing around and groaning all day. We do a lot of standing around and groaning. Years pass this way. The flesh withers on our bones and we stand here, waiting for it to go.
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