wanted to do something that leaves no chance of return. He wanted to brutally destroy all the past of his last seven years. It was the vertigo. The numbing, overwhelming desire falling. You can also call vertigo the intoxication of weakness. You realize his own weakness and instead of resisting it, you want to abandon it. One of his drunk weakness, we want to be even weaker, you want to fall into the street in front of everyone, we want to be down, even lower.
tried to convince himself that would not have remained in Prague and would no longer made the photographer. Would return in the small town where he had once called the voice of Tomas.
But once in Prague, also had to stay a bit 'to attend to many practical things. He began to postpone the departure. So
spent five days and, Suddenly, the apartment appeared Tomáš. Karenin rushed to lick her face, saving them for a long time the need to say something.
were face to face in the midst of a plain covered with snow and shivered with cold.
Po came as lovers who have never even kissed.
He asked: "Is everything okay?".
"Yes," she said.
"You were at the newspaper?".
"I called."
"So what?".
"No waiting."
"What?".
She was silent. He could not tell him he was waiting for him.
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