Thursday, December 2, 2010
Improve Fm Transmitter Reception
The group sleeps. Boris
approaches its second.
"They are true?"
"Yes"
"I recognized them when I saw them appear, do not seem to change it?"
"Not at all, despite the hundred-plus years that have passed away."
"And the others that run with them?"
"I do not know, will be new friends."
The two light up a cigarette.
"Eventually they arrived."
"Thank God - says the second - I was tired of being here."
"The other once helped our boss. But things have changed now."
Two shots in the night.
"Do you bring them tomorrow?"
Boris laughs.
"Yes, well, what should be tomorrow."
"Well, hurry up, I want to go home."
"He told you that you will return to her?"
"I promised him. Otherwise I would never have done 'I'm working." Silence and smoke
"To you, Boris, what have you promised?"
"Why is this question after so much time together?"
"Curious, given that the thing is about to end. "
" I promised that I would have stayed young. "
The second off his cigarette under his boot.
" Well, come to see me every now and although I am old. "
" Contac, provided that a return at the same time. "
Boris throws his cigarette and sits down with his rifle in his lap.
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