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Come here, pot with meat!...

Are you saying that my life is just a game.
Yes, the game! But my game.

Over the past seven years I've learned one thing in any game is always an opponent and there is always a victim. The trick is to realize that you became the second, and become the first.

The game was literally to kill. And the glory of God. If I didn't, it would have lasted forever, but in the endless game makes no sense.

Life is a game, the primary rule of which is to believe that this is not a game, but seriously.

My actions are always sincere. Yet they are nothing more than acting.

The ball is round, the game lasts 90 minutes. That's the theory, all the rest of the facts.

The game resumed again. Happiness in its purest form. Rough, natural volcanic. It was the best.
Better than drugs, better than heroin. Better than a dope, coke, crack, dope, hashish, hemp, marijuana, LSD, acid and ecstasy.
Better than sex, fellatio, Gangbang, Masturbation, Tantrism, Kama Sutra, "Thai truck".
Better than peanut butter, banana milkshake.
Better than trilogy of George Lucas.
Better than "the muppet show".
Better than the end of 2001.
Better than wagging hips, Marilyn, Lara Croft, Naomi Campbell.
Better than Hendricks solo than the steps of Neil Armstrong on the moon than dance around the Christmas tree than the state of bill gates.
Better than the trances of Dalai Lama than all the testosterone shots of Schwarzenegger and collagen lips Pamela Anderson.
Better than Woodstock and orgasmic raves.
Better glitches De Sade, Rimbaud, Morrison and Castaneda.
Better than freedom.
Better than life!

- There are a lot of interesting games. City, for example. I'm "Moscow" say, you mean "a", Astrakhan, for example, and you, therefore, "n", Novgorod. Tell Me, Fyodor.
- What am I?
- Well, say the "d".
- Vorkuta.
- Why Vorkuta?
- I was sitting there.