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Шик нового здания аэропорта наглядно демонстрировал, какие огромные деньги приносят рудники. Такие масштабные и чрезмерно дорогие постройки волнуют круги алжирской интеллигенции, которые требуют направлять средства на внедрение самых современных технологий и в повседневную жизнь обычных граждан, но лидер страны и Женский совет считают приоритетом образовательную, военную и политическую мощь Федерации, опираясь на союз с Коммунистической Францией и ведет политику популяризации не-использования новейших технологий, таких модных за рубежом. Модно следовать традициям и традиционному укладу жизни, сложившемуся тысячелетия назад, которые бережно сохраняют и передают из поколения в поколение. Эту моду не торопятся искоренять: разве ежедневная традиционная жизнь совместима с новыми чуждыми ей гаджетами?
Савид-19, согласно Закону Вызова и Ответа Арнольда Бойнти, научные труды которого Ахмеду преподавали в годы стоянок ММУ, стал вызовом существованию цивилизации и усугубил широкий круг проблем требованием самоизоляции всех стран мира.
Решением Женского Совета в дни эпидемии было вывезти всех граждан Алжира из-за рубежа в кратчайшие сроки и закрыть пассажирские авиаперевозки до урегулирования ситуации с Савид-19.
217 человек заболевших и 1 умерший от Савид -- опубликовали местные СМИ.
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02/10/2020
Hello Ahmed.
Lately I have had no time. Yesterday, for example, I went to sleep at three a.m. because I was busy with the task they gave us on the courses. And my English African teacher sent me a lot of homework. I chronically have no time.
And my former, he doesn't give me a rest. I still have to cook, sort and iron his sheets, wash his clothes, do other housework and so on. The most disappointing thing is cooking. It takes a lot of time too. Maybe I am very slow.
About Ahmed. I think he is able to feel deeply. He is able to love passionately. I mean you, my senior Darkness, the real Ahmed. I suppose he likes bright women, somebody of the type as the singer (I sent you the song, do you remember?), or my former colleague called Yana. So I will do so, he will fall in love with a woman like that. Let him fly! He will love so strongly that will forget his Aikido:) I didn't know yet if she will be a real woman or a fake or a bad woman, will they be happy or the love will destroy him. I think such a person as him isn't easy to kill (I am figuratively saying). In the end I want him to be happy. But now I want him to be crazy in love with her. Also he will succeed soon in his research, will become famous (what could attract her in him otherwise?) and she will be from Spain. I must make time for writing my chanks about it.
Every day I see his pic on the screen of my PC. I look at him attentively trying to feel his state in that moment the photo was taken and draw a circle with the mouse cursor along his face outlines and down, down slightly, slightly..
Music is a strange thing. Why does it have such power? It gives me consolation and energy. It is a pity I almost have no time to look for good music. All the music I have, just comes to me casually. I didn't search, I came across it casually as almost all the things I know.
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03/10/2020
Hello Ahmed!
I am getting to notice all the husky male voices similar to yours. I’ve found that the voice of Peppino Gagliardi sounds absolutely like yours. Both my teachers in design speak with such skreaking voices. They are old men after 65. So it doesn't make me forget you. You are everywhere, mister Quiet.
Gagliardi's songs are pleasant, his voice has many interesting moods. Honestly I don't like Italians, the common image of Italian men that all Russian met in movies, animations. I couldn't remember even one book from an Italian author I read. Italian movies were very popular in Russia but I did not watch many of them. Gagliardi's songs kill me. I cannot listen to it without crying. I felt yesterday not wanting to live due to the songs. I didn't want to go home, sitting at a bench near a hotel in front of a lantern that gave orange light to surrounding trees and listening to the songs. There was nobody around, only me, lanterns, trees, songs and thoughts..and tears. Now it seems hilarious to me.
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