Save Yourself, Beauty. Edgars Auziņš
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Название: Save Yourself, Beauty

Автор: Edgars Auziņš

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СКАЧАТЬ feats for their loved ones, could not breathe on them, experiencing the most genuine and tender feelings, and what now? Now a couple of lame jokes, and the girls are ready to move their feet immediately. It's boring," Vlad said tiredly, looking at the fruit between his fingers.

      – Is there a need for a hero at all? The hero died," Leah murmured dryly.

      "Lia awaited their meeting with a longing heart. Why did she now feel that Vlad was not enough for her to exist? She gathered with spirit, adjusted herself to the long-awaited meeting (if you can call the wait half an hour long). I didn't want to be confused, I wanted to show my erudition, talk to him until the morning, discussing philosophy.

      The girl entered a cozy cafe with wicker chairs. She only took a sneak peek at the guests present, who were not so many. The smell of freshly made coffee hit her nose, and Leah concentrated her eyes and thoughts on only one thing, on him, her recent acquaintance. She approached Vlad very carefully and saw the title of the book he was holding: "Ni ницche's words "God is dead" by Martin Heidegger.

      – Are you interested in Nietzsche's statement? – She asked Leah enthusiastically, while Vlad was in no hurry to get away from reading.

      – Yes. Many literally understand it. And in fact…

      – The destruction of morality, interrupted by Leah. – Decline of morality. I know.

      – Heidegger understands Nietzsche's words more as the death of philosophy.

      – However, philosophy only does what moves around. There's nothing new here.

      The owner shook his head with his hand and stared intently at the face of a new acquaintance. With real admiration.

      – What's your name?

      – The Leah.

      – Only two syllables, and how beautiful. My sin, my soul, is Li-i: the tip of the tongue makes its way two steps down the sky, to push the teeth on the second. It's me.

      The girl caught her breath from what she said. She tried to answer something, but could not, and the interlocutor was silent. Leah would like to know what he was thinking about at the time, but there was no strength to imagine: she just stared into his foggy eyes.

      – That's… Nabokov? – Leah murmured, vaguely remembering the beginning of the work.

      – That's right. "Lolita". And that's what you read.

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