atverot linku Par sevi, katru reizi viļos - tur joprojām nekas nav izlasāms
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starp Avotu ielas 33 un 35 nummuru, starp visām tām sīkbodēm, humpalām, alus dzertuvēm, mazajām koka mājelēm, mašīnu piesprūdušo ielu šodien uzgāju gabaliņu sena bruģa, kas beidzās pie skaistākajiem kaltajiem vārtiem Rīgā, kādus te esmu sastapusi. Tie šobrīd sargā bedres un dubļus. To malās milzīgi spirālē savīti laternu turētāji, kuros, protams, šobrīd karājas Nekas. Tieši tas pats Nekas, kas paslēpis to, kas kādreiz bijis aiz augstdzimušajiem un cēlajiem krustiem vārtu centros.
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She said: It looks. Don't you think it looks a lot like rain? He said: Isn't it. Isn't it just. Isn't it just like a woman? She said: It's hard. It's just hard. It's just kind of hard to say. He said: Isn't it. Isn't it just. Isn't it just like a woman? She said: It goes. That's the way it goes. It goes that way. He said: Isn't it. Isn't it just like a woman? She said: It takes. It takes one. It takes on to. It takes one to know one. He said: Isn't it just like a woman? She said: She said it. She said it to no. She said it to no one. Isn't it. Isn't it just? Isn't it just like a woman? Your eyes. It's a day's work to look in to them. Your eyes. It's a day's work just to look in to them.
ar labu nakti :) |