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... Autumn sneaks like a red cat, walking quietly, like a shadow... September painted the city with a bright palette on this day... painted it as if he were an artist... and paints canvases with paints... live... breathe... fall in love with Autumn.... and create your dreams..

Rome is full of slaves. I have heard that one in three or four inhabitants of the Italian peninsula is a slave. Even over the vast expanse of the entire empire, whose population numbers no less than 60-70 million people, one in eight is a slave. Moreover, slaves can be found not only in rural areas. The city of Rome is swarming with all kinds of slaves, their number here is as great as in other places. Perhaps a million slaves live in the capital, and some claim that at least a third of its population are slaves. Although such assessments are nothing more than assumptions of people with a rich imagination, they at the same time indicate how important the institution of slavery was for the world of the Romans. We Romans need our slaves.

Looking for justice in life is like looking for a beautiful city that does not exist on Earth, where ideal beauty, tranquility, silence would reign and where happy people live, but this does not happen in real life, even in a fairy tale this does not happen. It is necessary to live in the present today, so that it is not insulting for the moments of life lived in the past.

Roads and cities are worse than the worst, but there is plenty of fiction.

By you...

But then the evening comes. A strange and unfaithful hour is approaching when the curtain of heaven falls and the city bursts into flames. Gas jets are blotched on the purple of the sunset. Honest and dishonest, prudent and dissolute people breathe a sigh of relief: At last

Dropping dreams...

My city.

"But Lvov has never been a Russian city!" “But Warsaw was,” Stalin objected ...

Kasyanich's daughter lives in the city. We spent the night with her. Just in a new house has an apartment. High up on the ninth floor. I went out onto the balcony, looked, and all around, melancholy, melancholy, some houses stand in a gray square, and the yard is like a prison in transit. And the trees in that yard are small, sickly. It is immediately clear that they lack light and air. One word - prisoners.

The tunnel led Chihiro to a mysterious city...

Quote in English

Of course, I like to stay awake at night and enjoy the cool darkness. When darkness falls on the city, the mind is filled with silence, silence, calmness. The events of the day turn into a long forgotten past. Night is my favorite time of the day, because only in these dark hours I have hope that everything will be fine in the future. It is during the night hours that faith is born that everything will end happily. And as the night will be replaced by day, so grief will be replaced by happiness ... And fears will sink into oblivion and all frightening assumptions will turn out to be stupidity.

- They are called millions. But there is a small condition in the papers, in small letters, when the road comes here, the station must stop.