Ideological Servant

Imagine – they are standing there over a ravine on some square, the butchers pretend not to hear or see anything, but in fact they already hear and see everything, their job is like that, and he tells that schoolgirl – imagine these would break in now and we would both fall and together nosistos? The sentence is ordinary, but with its close eyes and laughter, well, it’s a little freaked out – even more so on the first date. And then there is his ideological servant Titavs, who calls him five or ten times during the meeting …

But to Einar, nothing seemed strange, unusual, or hopeless — he was just like a capercaillie during a roar. Maybe we’re going to eat, maybe we’re going to dinner, maybe we’re watching a movie, maybe something else – anything? To such an insistence that no reservations are accepted. He knows that – of course, as long as there are people who are ready to submit to something like that.