Page 3 (2/2)

The new refrigerator took up al that had broken through the side of a ship and smashed into the hold But nonetheless the captain of the ship was drunk and jolly I&039;d noticed a long tihts a entsia (Pavel Ivanovich could hardly rade as an intellectual) as the purchase of a new electrical household appliance

I don&039;t like drunks, so I was acting a bit sullen No doubt he put that down to the fact that the session was being conducted on credit, and he wasn&039;t particularly deot down to work in silence, like a pair of Estonian yachtses: he handedwith Boris Becker&039;s signature on it, got undressed, lay down on the sofa and opened a fresh copy of Expertto do with his disdainful attitude to my art, or even his love for the printed word Clearly his contrition before Young Russia coexisted in his heart with other vibes about which I knew nothing, and he hadn&039;t revealed all of his secrets to e to penetrate his inner world beyond the depth that had been paid for, and so I didn&039;t ask any questions Everything was going as usual - I was lashing his backside with an i quietly Soh It was boring, and I felt like so away the flies froular sweeps of a fan Then suddenly he said:

&039;Would you believe it, what a nae to survive with thatI bet the kids gave hirow up psychological deviants, it&039;s a fact They all need help from a psychotherapist Any expert can tell you that&039;

Of course, I shouldn&039;t have got involved in the conversation - there was absolutely no point in taking the situation beyond the limitations of our professional relationship The reason I didn&039;t hold back is that names are a sore point with me

&039;That&039;s simply not true,&039; I said &039;It doesn&039;t irlfriend, for instance, and she has a nah out loud if I told you it It&039;s almost a sord, you could say, that kind of nairl, clever and kind A name&039;s not a prison sentence&039;

&039;Perhaps, my dear, you don&039;t know your friend very well If her na, then it will come out in her life Just you wait, it willdepends on the name There&039;s a scientific hypothesis that every person&039;s naestive cohly concentrated forestive coestion?&039;

&039;In general terms,&039; I replied, andto this point of view, there is only a limited number of names, because society only needs a limited number of human types Just a few models of worker and warrior ants, if I could put it like that And everybody&039;s psyche is programmed at a basic level by the associative semantic fields that their first name and surname activate&039;

&039;Nonsense,&039; I said irritably &039;No two people in the world with identical names are the same&039;

&039;Just as no two ants are the same But nonetheless ants are divided into functional classesNo, a na Some names are like time bombs&039;

&039;What do you mean by that?&039;

&039;Here&039;s a real-life story for you There was a Shakespeare scholar called Shitetting along just fine, until one day he decided to learn English so that he could read his author and benefactor in the originalAnd he wanted to go to England - "to see London and die" as he put it He started studying And after a few lessons he learned what "shit" ine it? If he&039;d been a chemistry teacher, for instance, it wouldn&039;t have been so awful But for specialists in the humanities words mean a lot, Derrida pointed that out It&039;s hard to serve the cause of the beautiful wearing a decoration like that in your buttonhole He began to feel as if the people in the British Council were giving him queer looksIn fact, just then the British Council couldn&039;t care less about the local Shakespeare specialists, because they were being screwed by the tax police, but Shitman decided it was their personal attitude to him As you can understand, my dear, when someone looks for confirmation of his paranoid ideas, he always finds it Anyway, o all the sad details, he went insane in awith rage I felt he was trying to insult rounds for such an assumption - he couldn&039;t possibly knowwas to stay in control Which I ed to do perfectly well

&039;Really?&039; I asked politely

&039;Yes In the madhouse he wouldn&039;t talk to anyone, just yelled so the entire hospital could hear him Sometimes he yelled "saht" He obviously hadn&039;t wasted his tilish In the end they took Shitman away in a car with military number plates - the special services needed him, let&039;s put it that way And nobody knohat&039;s beco SoAnd they say nothing depends on a name But it does, and how If your friend has an obscenity in her name, sooner or later her path leads to only one place It&039;s the madhouse for her And by the way, Shitman was lucky, the special forces found a use for hiet a blowjob for a cigarette in there&039;

Spiritual training using a hu is staked on the kitty The winnings are very big But if you can&039;t take the heat and you lose control, you lose absolutely everything else too I could have put up with doing the session on credit, even with his theory of obscene naarette I wasn&039;t prepared for that

&039;Sweetheart!&039; Pavel Ivanovich screa, you snake? Militia! Anybody! Help!&039;

When he started calling for the militia, I came to my senses But it was too late - Pavel Ivanovich had received three lashes that even Mel Gibson wouldn&039;t have been ashah those three lashes were only hypnotic, the blood that had started running down his back was real Of course, I regretted what I&039;d done, but that always happens a second later than it ought to And anyway, inI would be overwhel the inner stance of a repentant sinner, I said in a final vengeful, voluptuous whisper:

&039;That&039;s for you fro Russia, you stupid old fart&039;

As I review my life now, I find many dark spots in it But the sense of shame I feel for this is exceptionally keen

Many shrines in Asia surprise the traveller by the contrast between the bare poverty of their empty rooms and the multilevel splendour of their roofs - with their upturned corners, precious carved dragons and scarlet tiles The sy here is clear: treasure should not be stored up on earth, but in heaven The walls symbolize this world, the roof sy itself and it&039;s a hovel But look at the roof and it&039;s a palace

I found the contrast between Pavel Ivanovich and his &039;roof&039; - the , even though there was absolutely no spiritual syical deood tiht-thirty in the , too early even for a client with special oddities The nu to ed to get a lot of things done, but just in case I drawled in a sleepy voice:

&039;Hello-o&039;

&039;Adele?&039; a cheerful voiced asked &039;I&039; about your advert&039;

I&039;d already taken the announcement off the site, but someone could easily have saved it for future reference, clients often do that

&039;Let a girl get some sleep, eh?&039;

&039;Triple rates for short notice If you&039;re there in an hour&039;

When I heard the words &039;triple rates&039;, I stopped being difficult and wrote down the address One of eneral Noriega liked to drink whisky non-stop all night long, and early in thehe would send for one of the six women who he always had around him to have sex - my sister knew this, because she was one of them But that&039;s Panama - cocaine and hot blood For our latitudes such early e But I didn&039;t sense any danger

For the sake of speed I took the Metro and in fifty minutes I was already there The client lived in the quiet centre of town When I walked into the courtyard of the building I wanted (a tall concrete candle with pretensions to architectural originality), I thought at first that I&039;d made a mistake and this was the back entrance to soates in the wall They looked at lum incomprehension and I showed them the piece of paper with the address on it Then one them of nodded towards an unobtrusive porch with an intercom on it I walked up to the intercom

&039;Adele?&039; the voice in the speaker asked

&039;In person&039;

&039;Come up to the first floor, the last door,&039; said the intercoet here&039;

The door opened

It didn&039;t look much like a block of flats There wasn&039;t any lift, or any real stairway either That is, there was one, but it ended on the first floor, running straight up to a black door with no spy-hole or bell, but with the tiny lens of a TV caht up all the flats frole entrance But that&039;s a vulgar coitie-scale property ownership in Russia I didn&039;t have to ring - as soon as I reached the door, it opened

Standing in the dooras a solidly built man of about fifty, dressed like a bandit fro an Adidas tracksuit, trainers and gold - a bracelet and a chain

&039;Come in,&039; he said, then turned round and walked back down the corridor

It was a strange place that looked like some kind of business preh the gap I could see a nickel-plated h a circular hole in the floor But the client closed the door and I didn&039;t get a good look at anything

&039;Co me past him

The bedroom at the end of the corridor looked perfectly civilized, only I didn&039;t like the ss&039; love hotel As well as a bed, the room contained a low coffee table with a drawer and two arne on the table, with two glasses, and standing beside thee number of keys and a blue plastic document folder

&039;Where&039;s the shower?&039; I asked

The man sat in a chair and indicated the one beside it

&039;Wait, there&039;s no hurry Let&039;s get to know each other first&039;

He sot stuck with one of those soulful clients Those men who don&039;t just want your body for their two hundred bucks, but your soul as well They&039;re the ones who really wear you out To stop a soulful client getting carried away, you have to be irl&039;s got adolescent proble shape, teenagers are unsociable and uncommunicative, as every paedophile knows very well Therefore, that kind of behaviour rapidly infla of ti better pay here is to shut yourself in the bathrooood time

Some foxes who live in America and Europe take a scientific approach to the use of this effect That is, they think they take a scientific approach, because they prepare by reading the literature that &039;reveals the soul of thealleged fifteen-year-old authors who specialize in reeneration with a shy blush on their cheeks It&039;s ridiculous, of course Teenagers don&039;t have any coe don&039;t Each of thehts into the soul of the young generation are simply the market&039;s simulacra of freshness for the consu like the chemical scent of lily-of-the-valley for toilets A fox ants to ier accurately shouldn&039;t read those books: instead of er, they&039;ll turn you into an old theatrical queer acting out a travesty

The correct technique is quite different And like everything that really works, it&039;s extremely simple:

1 In a conversation you should look off to one side, best of all at a spot on the floor about two metres away

2 Never anshat people say withprepositions and conjunctions

3 Every tenth utterance, or thereabouts, should break rule nuhtly provocative, so that the client doesn&039;t get the feeling he&039;s dealing with an imbecile

&039;What&039;s your na at the floor

&039;How old are you?&039;

&039;Seventeen&039;

&039;You sure you&039;re not lying?&039;

I shook my head

&039;Where are you from, Adele?&039;

&039;Khabarovsk, in the Far East&039;

&039;And how are things back in Khabarovsk?&039;

I shrugged

&039;Okay&039;

&039;So why did you coain

&039;Just felt like it&039;

&039;You&039;re not very talkative&039;

&039;Can I go to the shower?&039;

&039;Hang on We have to get to know each other first What are we, animals?&039;