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3. "Dad"

Eye. In the parking lot - a familiar car. The human stream rushed and exhausted. You are unshaven and fresh: "Will you go, son?"

In the back seat is another dog. It seems Bigl. The car rustles peacefully and smoothly, so that I want to think not so many kilometers per hour, but how many miles.

Stop. Some kind of lake, in it-ducks. The sun almost disappeared. You are as lively as empty dreams.

You say “when I am sad, I come here” ... such a motionless air and so calm water.

“And I have nothing to ride on, I'm sitting at home” ... There is nothing to. As if I look into the water and wake up. Chills and light horror. Thank you for the trip, take me more often, please.