Character: Olga

- Why? Do you have higher education?

- In the night, or what?

You know what else is important in a manual? This is so that the orders were not entirely clear. If everything is simple and logical, then the employees will get the impression that anyone can be a boss. And this is wrong. Chiefs should be surrounded by a mysterious veil, a fog of mystery.

We only really love once in a lifetime. The main thing is not to miss your chance.

See off... so see off with music!

- I would certainly imagine myself as a housewife.

- You need to wash up. Does your home have running water? Otherwise, I counted sixty-four steps in vain.
- An hour ago, the water supply was in effect. But you know, Olga, that the most pleasant thing about the revolution is its surprises.

- I don’t want to. I am in an elevated mood, and the present headquarters do not know how to bring about battles.

- Actually, Vladimim, I'm starting to feel the excitement of the revolution.
- Can I open the window?
It's huge, branchy, high-pop.
- I, olga, feel her acrobat too. And you know, since the day our house went down.

- How, then, to live?

I never liked girly games. All these insults, the whispers behind his back, sidelong glances. The boys much easier. Who is stronger, faster, higher - is right.

We will order the coffin, the funeral of the right. Will find you and bury... - Anya hummed, rocking on the bed like a pendulum in a cramped coffin clock.
Yes, I have not once heard this song. The neighborhood kids often howled her under my window, accompanying himself with clapping and pritoptyvaya. But as he sang her new hair began to involuntarily move.

I scratched a fingernail on the rough surface of frost on the thick glass. If erased the protective layer on the ticket of an instant lottery.

An immense woman with curly hair, pulled down three jelly chin.