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Регистратура. Фикус. Палата. Медсёстры спорят про образ женский. И врач с осанкой аристократа - Точь-в-точь профессор Преображенский. Наместник жизни, посредник смерти. Терзает мысль, словно паранойя: «Он у костлявой не на проценте?» Что-то такое смотрел в кино я? В голосе слышу тревоги нотки. Дела, похоже, и правда плохи Что дальше? Стикс? И Харон на лодке? Скулящий Цербер - достали блохи. Но нам завещано христианство. А значит, прах возвратится к праху. Это традиция. Прям как пьянство, - Привычка слать своё здравье на ….
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