Venovane doktorovi Pasternakovi...
https://www.facebook.com/ivan.pasternak?fref=ts
http://www.pluska.sk/regiony/bratislava/ivan-pasternak-tieto-hrozy-som-prezil-ako-dieta.html

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Gentiles

-ang. definicia

-fr. definicia

Upozornenie autora - tento pribeh sa nikdy nestal a nikdy sa ani nestane

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“...vies Misko, neexistuje suma, ktora by vedela vyjadrit hodnotu ludskeho zivota..." /parafraza - autorov otec/

Alarm clock went off.
Oeh partisan ouvrier et paysan
Cest lalarme
Cette fois lennemi connaitra
le prix des songes et des larmes
I click on a button that interrupts the ringing. Wiping my face from the sweat I step out of my caravan. The sun is still sleeping. This time of year, 5 15 is a bit early even for Ra. I grab the water bottle and pour a small bit of this pristine liquid on toothpaste, I start scrubbing. It brings back memories about my last best friend before leaving hometown. He was a sound fellow. If the society wouldnt dab me as a queermo I would even dare to say that I loved him. And I still do. Out in the countryside, love for a peer, same sex or not, is rather an asset than a liability. I spit out the mixture of my saliva and the paste, put the towel in my backpack and proceed towards village.
A car passes around. I did not catch the beginning of a licence plate, but the ending is 3636. Ingolstadt product. Mean of transport, hobby, tool to make money for one, device to show off for another. The engine works overtime. I would bet 65-70 miles per hour. But I never owned a car and my hearing can be wrong.
Uncles wife is in the kitchen when I enter their home.
-Dobre rano, Teodor.
I smell some tea, could be Roiboss or Mint. Cant tell them apart. Neither by taste nor by odour.
I just smile and sit in the corner.
-Chtel bys caj?
I nod. She carresses my left cheek and fill the mug with green crap.
-Tohle je Mate, to te postavi na nohy.
Of course, in the morning it is Mate, not a tea that calms you down. As I take a sip of that hot beverage, it burns my tongue, I am not showing though. It is not pleasant but...
-Dobre rano, Teodor.
Uncle steps in. I look in his eyes and I blink.
-Vyspaty?
He doesnt wait for my response and takes a can of Radegast from the fridge. Opens it and gulps on it. Must be thirsty. Passes me the shovel.
-Treba naplnit pec...Pronto.
I had a strange dream. The twins stole... ehm...ehm...wait, let me remember.
The head of the statue.
Pfuuu.
I spit a green flegm on the floor.
-Spatny, Teodore, spatny.
I take a mop out of the broom cabinet and I clean the mess that I have just made.
-Ale sak ho nechaj, ved sa nic takyho zlyho nestalo preca...
-Spatny, spatny...
I empty my cup and move on.
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