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Volle

No DID WOIIY, IQI troublesome such storyteller is


Took it to the level of my beloved, and the highest sort of


Thinking. This could be am explanation of why penned. Being


True such though. I never spoke a Wooing Wrong Word to her. And


She said it. In addition, we made it. In addition, we have done it.


Once again no one understood us, but I was there and I


Remember clearly that day, when once a funeral was broken by my


Cough. I laughed hard when I arrived home. Finally this b*


Almost there, in my hands crying. And not in the dearest of


Sense 5s.


Chapter 2


A request on my dinner


I saw there if nothing ever happened, between her and me.


She was taking from me by Surprises of my own though no one ever


Was as surprised as ne. We then often laughed about it, and no


One ever took it seriously. «I want a hamburger on that». Said I


To the waiter. We must take it seriously, she replied. I ate,


In addition, thought. A lot about my wisdom to what I nearly had done to


Ex=wife. I thought nothing could be possible. In addition, that was not


Completely true now.


Chapter 3


The end.


I was walking down the street, while my neigbouw was


Passing by. I asked whether she was a hobo or not. She replied


Kindly «not». I said, let us do it, if you know what it means. She


Surely was not right by giving me a surprise slap on the face. I No big worry, nor troublesome such story teller is


At her blink of an eye at the edge of a door. She left. A letter


Said leave me alone, and I left the letter and all the thoughts.


The Person was hopingly dead. The interest been done. Lives


Such. I respond to it life I would, life Ideal taught me. And


That would be another Intone, to another story of my life.


We sit, and we talk. Yet again, we discuss what happened.


She does not reply to me. In addition, I wonder why. Why is she that


Immortal. Why she is strong. Why she level. We go and say hello.


That is to be kind as usual. What I see is nothing between us. I


Hope we would be dead. Not by any chance, but by the circumstances


Of our story. We can then go and speak to each other in a very


Quiet atmosphere, where no one can listen to us. Except, for


Perhaps, a person, unknown, unusual and desperately funny to


Me. What if? Surely not! And that would be hell glance, to my


Raising question. Raised though,


— Who is he?


==He is not him. — would she reply.


= -Then why would he?


— I did not understand = = her being to me politely. I could


Guess she is not that me once again, and does not understand


What is going on? However, I hope she must take it sincerely and say:


What was that opinion about, that, of mine. She is silent. Just


As me. Not speaking, not loving, and only hating each other. The


Whole world too. In addition, in this total hatred of us, only one can


Say who is right, who is not. Who once deadened our love? And


No big worry, nor troublesome such story teller is


At her blink of an eye at the edge of a door. She left. A letter


Said leave me alone, and I left the letter and all the thoughts.


The Person was hopingly dead. The interest been done. Lives


Such. I respond to it life I would, life Ideal taught me. А


That would be another Intone, to another story of my life.


We sit, and we talk. Yet again, we discuss what happened.


She does not reply to me. In addition, I wonder why. Why is she that


Immortal. Why she is strong. Why she level. We go and say hello.


That is to be kind as usual. What I see is nothing between us. I


Hope we would be dead. Not by any chance, but by the circumstances


Of our story. We can then go and speak to each other in a very


Quiet atmosphere, where no one can listen to us. Except, for


Perhaps, a person, unknown, unusual and desperately funny to


Me. What if? Surely not! And that would be hell glance, to my


Raising question. Raised though,


— Who is he?


==He is not him. — would she reply.


= -Then why would he?


— I did not understand = = her being to me politely. I could


Guess she is not that me once again, and does not understand


What is going on? However, I hope she must take it sincerely and say:


What was that opinion about, that, of mine. She is silent. Just


As me. Not speaking, not loving, and only hating each other. The


Whole world too. In addition, in this total hatred of us, only one can


Say who is right, who is not. Who once deadened our love? And


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No big Wily, for troublesome such storyteller


Of kindness, I have taken all that needed to be a man. Of the


The one I thought well. My father taught me a lot. Mom, OF Memo


Was kind to me too. Though never said anything wrong of the


Elderly. I besides that is natural humanity professor teaching


Eloquent art to my students, or people, let us say it that way! I


Think of hope, I think of my best attitude towards sciences


And greatness of misery to the interning life that approaches my


Nearest future. Yes, I teach logics, as well. MY favorite


Subject. Hope and despair awaits. Of course. The rest does not


Bother me; as such, I do not speak off men wiser. Hoping


In addition, longing the distance call. My best is always the worst. My


Motto, speak any altitude and me. The best is kind to me, myself


In addition, I.


In an event I have been speaking of loudly as a person of true will,


My favorite was that, the point of not, my not was a big


Trouble, though such I cannot valiantly judge. At the best, my


Friend taught me, and at the best, I had had been discussed. I then hoped


Not to be taking to the biggest event of my life. I was left in a


Shining prosperity of my life, as a puppet. No one would ever


Tell how POOL I was! Even now of my grand defeat I


Never took it too long to leave. And this is certainly the


Crassness! I then reversed it onto the horse riding ghastly,


Angrily and inadequately stupid. It took me a journey to arrive


To the place, I am safe and comfortable. I do not hesitate to say


It was my home. The Sweet beloved waited for me to see. She was

Vadim Golovchenko


Not a Troublesome Story


By Napoleon Bonaparte

NOT A TROUBLE SOME STORY

Part I


Chapter I


A judgment’s day

First, she was irrestanebly funny. To what


Humorous is I don’t understand, but for god’s sake she was


Beautiful. She is not an interesting event of my life, though she


Is.:


I regret I have not met her before, I though still think


She is funny and entraining. My best view of that. I ITU set Say. I


Love it, and loved her. Exim was not interested much. My beauty


In this have taken my entire mind, of all kinds and S0Its of


Delicate thinking I was stupidly thought fun. Though great of


Virtue and talent, of the natural S0It, of course. I respect all


Kinds of humanity and treat them equally. I beloved the thought


Chapter One


Large American Adventure


Go out darkness


Today I woke up in nine morning. I strongly had ill


A head, after yesterdays had a drink with friends. I


Was not in itself, since it was reported me, that I


Itself wrong was there, and was a not «that fellow»,


Whether that. It was said me aloud oftentimes, but


You understand, being so drunk as though will


Begin badly to consider. It was simply «badly» for


Me, and nevertheless and I accepted it on the


Personal account. In fact, who they such, to dictate


Me who and what «good» I must be. There was


One girl, the young is satisfied is my colleague on


An office.


We worked — businesses were herein, on the


Same project and she me seemed to some not real.


This was the circle of my communication there. In


General, it sounds pretty queerly, but she always


Was very sincerer to me, but then, id EST last


Evening it became me her it is sorry, because she


Me seemed to very sad and boring. I did to her a


Small remark that looked as reproach, and then


Soon decided to drive to her in a joke. Know well


To support a beautiful, lonely woman. Alongside,


My wife stood not far.


And she heard it, and passed remark, critically


Enough. In my side. We went away, in general.


Then we began to find out the relations of


House, who was right and who no, all seemed


Ordinary, and it was very ill at ease me. She yelled


At me very long, and I did not survive and struck


She on face, so, simply blew over with indignation.


Kitchen fight, and maybe, here, me someone and


Will understand, I undertook, id EST caught a hand


About a kitchen knife, well and struck through to


Her in a breast


Thereon my vacations at liberty you will think


Close, the same, know, happy time. However, no. I went


From here a little rather.


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Deductions


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I met in an airport with a man in a form he looked


Like a gallant and polite man nescient what from


Me to wait such.


I was conducted by a stewardess to the


Airplane, at last. It was unusual. In addition, to me true


Seemed so then. I sat down into places, as though


I am a criminal. Id EST, certainly, I to them and not


Quite and was, in fact guilt that my while yet well


Proven was not. These all could only be scuttle


Butts — I thought. I was helped to tomato juice and


Hot meal. It was delicious, but terrible. To madness


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