Szzz ... szzz ... szzz ... in the morning, from dawn without the sun, the hotel's breakfast without sausage and no coffee. I do not drink instant, it reminds me of an invention from chicory, which is enriched with a chemistry undermining us all the days of compulsory military service, we did not think about dupach. Different times and different climates, then the cross could get a few extra days of service obieraku. Today, the cross hangs in every room on a par with an eagle, which also different because in the crown. Wojtuś, a boy from Katowice, had the brilliant idea that will go to church in uniform. Went on Sunday, and he returned it on Monday waiting for the big box kompanijnej radio. Serial Wojtuś name went out of my memory, dymajcie with a report to the captain Wasiak that in half an hour will air alarm. Got it? That is, citizen ensign ... ran from the box on the back, gibającą the antenna, on the other end of the barracks. Citizen Captain, serial Wojtuś ... and here the whole litany of further enriched with a very valuable information of the impending raid. The master frowned, probably had other plans for the day, finally spoke imperiously, strong voice - serial Wojtuś, zapierdala the national ensign with a report - the spraying air raid, the army is ready to OP-1 - Right? Yes, Citizen Captain ... ran from the box on the back, gibającą the antenna, to take you back, in total or at the other end of the barracks, looking from the current perspective. He made three more of these routes ... was strong, had a practice as a vocational school student of mine, before he finally plucked up the question: a national ensign, and it can not be with this radio station give Marriage? Sure it can - standard-bearer said - you see, you are a serial Wojtuś than fucking do not understand, no ... is as yet to the captain of a melduneczek Wasiak whether you have enough of that łażenia to Jezuska? Understood, the next two weeks to walk away somehow, and after a month returned to normal. Then I got the damn letter from Miss. Girl tired of waiting and went on with his friend tany or maybe even a friend, the boy had been wiser and wealthier parents, arranged for the category of "unfit for military service." Wojtuś volunteered to guard duty at the garage. Political officer had no idea what was scribbled in the list. He got the feces, 20 pips, opened the door cold, he sat comfortably, set the switch to the "series", just put the barrel under his chin and pulled the trigger. The moon stared at him all round his mouth, even when it was no longer there, even when all his thoughts of the soul, heaven and the girl ran down the walls of the cold. Morning classes appealed to us all, we got to breakfast on two real hot dogs, sweet tea and a donut, and at noon arrived with some gay cinema movie ...
Szzz ... szzz ... szzz ... blowing from the sea. Walk like polar expedition to the Pole. Waves fall pieniście the frozen beach. White patches of ice covered with fluffy snow are spinning drill and forcing the birds to take off and landing. Smarter moved to a small peak fish bars nieróbstwie and sleepy in anticipation of the first signs of late spring. Larger took place on wooden piles driven into the bottom to save the dunes and pine woods. I'm going to staring at the sand, looking for honey amber ...
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