petak, 23. listopada 2015.

twelfth part

The only thing that had any value if the Plavac was radio CD which is of course Denis carried. It has long been thugs Zenica learned how to open Fica. Therefore Denis anything that had any value even if he did not leave the little Fiat. Only when he bought happened to him to steal. He could not believe, not even theft is not reported. I laughed to himself when he imagined tomorrow's newspaper in which in addition to its initials stood registration pumice I said to stolen "Zastava 850 special". What was stolen? Stolen radios value of 5 KM. Since then not locked pumice. Those new thugs, in front of the building where he lives, they know that it was his car and do not touch it, and those who happen to stumble across it like you Sugar and others in the famous chicken hawks can not believe that the car was open and afraid to touch him. After all still thinks Denis fićo Kokošar no longer interesting. However, he used his new radio CD player bought with the intention of carrying it with you to be sure that I will have it tomorrow. On it there was not much light and equalizer. Such Denis asked, but he had what he needed. Place a headphone and a place where he can put mp3. He could change the music that I listen to myself for the time preparing exactly what suits him. For today prepared the old rocker. Those who are seen or heard will say nostalgia for Yugoslavia, and he is actually a man who grew up with this music. These are his roots, and from that point begins its musical "education". Nonsense kind of education, Denis ears just are not used to the affectation of these new turbo Cica Mica, Ceca Meca.

I thought the beast color of fire
that trace wash
That's what I thought, and now I wear it as we tailor
In my opinion nothing will be called
Put him wearing climbing gently toward his goal. They started it interesting words he heard. They were once memorized. On nights when they overcame allkohol in the company of his friends, fell to all sorts of nonsense to me.    
However it was alcohol. All in all then and now believes that the fate of those who prescribed you can not skip it, or avoid it. As the most high sticking behind any clouds and control the environmental light and the moment when it is necessary to say it's green for you, go. Although you are not going in that direction and current life and take over. He fell on his mind when Dostoyevsky was the one place in his novel War and Peace said that everything was destroyed has a reason why it failed and that everything in life has its logical sequence, but that we ordinary people see only part of the full logical circle so we kind of things actually look like something that happened suddenly.
I do not care where you went
flat's Yugoslavia,
I do not care you're not a child,
all options exist in your damage,
only yours, but my heart is suffering
Although he did not belong to those who give up easily. Actually belonged to the people who want to influence what is happening to him, he could not help feeling that lately, he finds it difficult to admit, at the time when he began to age, certainly life it is determined to be quiet.
Slowly but surely he is easier to go down the street. He began to think about what works. Even he was sorry I accidentally picked up those girls who wanted to be with him. The reason for what he had complained about was himself. Why they ever received. It was not self-pity over me, but it was just regret those girls who because of his weakness for alcohol, inability to control their appetites, remained with him all night. He is not sorry for what they provide or for what we got, but it seemed that some, but only some of them deserve better.
When I listen to the good stuff
Drop it in the rhythm jumps to neighbors
who else cares I worked harder let
Free advice haunts me,
everybody hates my guts
they say they're sick of yelling
And the walls to be broken
As the library was his workplace, he was stupid to subscribe to the library. So that after almost twenty years of membership in the library, as a reader, somebody who is out of control could read books, the ones that are all made available to those who have only one could get to read in the reading room.
A lot has been read, he knew only that his ego and libido to work on two tracks. He wondered just when this will all come to normal and how this would look. In his mind he often came to mind just the thought. To the ego, libido and super ego met and to drive the same at normal speed.  

Now my eyes so much meaning,
I vaguely blocks are pictures
Hey, the machine let more steam,
some women are accompanied by soldiers
And I myself gave a gift to anyone
Because none of you know my shipwrecks
Through reading this book is acquired and proverbs which happens to be read. Or sentences that make the main character usually at the end of the book said. One of them that he was deeply imprinted since childhood days is the novel Sime Matavulja Bakonja fra Brne when the end of the novel Bakonja about himself and says:
"Some say that I am a good man, or some that I have bad monk, and I'm not what I was these people and the earth."
He Denis could escape the impression to live in a country like that is a big crossroads, everything. Have met the culture, history, military, nations. And he himself and one as if he could help it. It was easier to let the nuts and go along with it. Actually, the nut is actually his current good wearing it. Everything here was after I stopped actually his in the bud. Although what happened, good or bad. 

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