Trafika Europe 13 - Russian Ballet

Igor Sakhnovsky

The boy told the story as drily as possible, not giving in to the urge to go into detail, but still, he was agitated, paling, and lowering his eyes. Uncle Marik knitted his eyebrows and even engaged in a bit of posturing. Understanding almost immediately who was the subject of their conversation, he permittedhimself some clarifying questions: “How old is she?” “Is she Russian?” and for some reason even: “Does she smoke?”

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