Artcol: Rather - character ...
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One day, he sat in the courtyard of "Maiden Tower", hung his paintings on the wall near the entrance to the bar. Among the onlookers, he was approached by a Swede and jabbed his finger in your favorite work.
- Yes, I too like this kartyna. I have it, znaesch how long rysoval ... Sandaliki you Choroszcz ...
- 800 euros!
- Okay, let's tisachu and sandals.
The Swede who does not understand a word in Russian, smiling, not yet realized that it is required.
- But! But!
- Ty Schto nokaesch? Not hochesch - then go buy sebe matroschku and a samovar.
The Swede did not let up. He took out a coin and, for greater credibility, and led her to the ground its amount.
- Schto ty tsarapaesch there? - Vahan his foot to put his foot Swede - Ti look, just my size, er ...
- 800! Okay?
- Wait, dear, - the artist plunged into the bar and went out a minute later with two coffee cups:
- On, Luce vipey coffee.
The Swede took a sip and lifted his eyebrows house.
- Drink, Drink, turyst! This is a very Choroszcz brandy.
They are surrounded by a grateful public, continued to bargain, periodically updating the coffee cups.
I left without waiting for the play. Returned late afternoon. The courtyard was empty.
Vahan well-oiled, folded his paintings. He wore "Swedish" sandals, "Swedish" shorts and "Swedish" shirt. And on the steps of the bar, in a pose Rodenovskogo "Thinker", in white shorts sat drunken Swede in an embrace with the picture on the back of which sported the inscription: "To my best friend Gustav. Kilp Vahan, 1989.
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