“What a smart girl. She was waiting for her betrothed and mummers. She drank, cursed, but morality was blue. And for whom?
“I thought that my first man would be either Peter O’Toole or Robert De Niro, and if in Russia, then Vysotsky,” Guzeevna soared in her dreams.
With whom Larisa nevertheless entered into a serious relationship, she did not say. Yes, it’s for the best – what’s the difference? He’ll tell you in five years.”
