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Eatery Told Marina , recorded and collected in the story I had the Opportunity to go on a business trip at a frantic pace: when the bosses of some urgency, tickets soon on any transport anymore, and must go immediately had to beg a to take her old Ford to drive me – driving privileges I had, and the they long We were so instantly withdrawn from our normal rhythm of that after four hours the road understood on the table of my kitchen forgot our Lunches on the road There is like enormously, and on the map the nearest settlement, which was supposed to be at least some “cafe”, was long And on our way stood the town of N-SK is Already accepting the idea that there are no cafes and restaurants there, we drove past, suddenly saw a one-story brick building that says “Diner” on the outskirts, ugly, Soviet style, shabby, if she stood here since the creation of the world To such places after you caught 3 years ago a cockroach out of the soup I walk more promised But nothing can be done – there is like to shamelessly And we went inside to Describe this place are long and tedious, Just imagine the old canteen of the Soviet times in a town, everything becomes clear Greeted us behind the counter of the snack bar, the dirty glass which writhed pathetic shriveled sandwiches with transparent slices of sausage, bug-eyed, red-cheeked woman about 50 years of Leaning in all of its hefty increase over the counter and over us, it bass progundosil interrogative “What?”and we measured stinging eyes Asking that they sell, we learned that in addition to burgers, pasta and sandwiches, most of those that you see in the window, nothing there was no more And dared to take a piece of pasta with meatballs somehow eating a half portion, we are no longer able to overpower ordered our food, got up from the table and was about to go, suddenly behind heard a nervous sounding girls: – And to clean up the dishes for you, Pushkin, th eh? Oh, tyyy!? Come in large numbers! Go, get them all! We guiltily silently inspected the room near the counter and found a small window with the inscription, written in a stencil in red paint: “the Dirty dishes to pass here!” We went under the impression of Living in a big , has long been so exotic will not find After looking around the area, we were amazed at the dilapidation and unattractiveness of this margin and ran in the way All your work I performed brilliantly, convinced the clients, signed the contract, my friend and I had lunch in a nice , bought to eat on the road and went the long way On the way back I dozed off, I don’t know how much time passed, when suddenly I was awakened by an alarming squeal of brakes the Car stopped abruptly, I looked at her friend, not understanding, and she was sitting with bulging eyes and looked into the distance And then I noticed that what she braked sharply in Front of us was the edge of the N-ska, where roughly 3-4 hours ago, we choked canteen pasta with meatballs But that’s what was amazing: the edge was the same – the same fence, painted blue, in the distance the same zacharenia houses, at a little distance – a pile of rusty old equipment after hours without a wheel, same hill, leading off the roadway, the same logs lying by the fence, but instead of building the dining room was a pile of bricks, and a number of builders have almost finished building a two-story brick building with Peeling walls of the dining room shone broken tiles, and even then the window for dishes with red stenciled lettering a little gleam from under the ruins And in the window stood two aluminum plates… I don’t how we jumped out of the car as it appeared in the ruins We looked at each other and absolutely nothing know – how for just 4 hours could demolish this place and build right next to him, the is in 2 floors? We rushed around the ruins, until we are called out to an elderly Builder who to approach the two chudachka We inundated him with questions and was very surprised when I learned that these ruins for more than 7 years lie dormant, barmaid Natasha retired long ago and is raising grandchildren, and a two-storey house close to 3 months to build for young families urban village in dire need of housing my friend and to this day are in a light shock, misunderstanding everything, and I can not explain that phenomenon has happened to us


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