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ArtistThey drove quickly to the squeak of the old wheels. A relative's house was not far from the village bus stop. Approaching the gate, the owner confidently opened it and invited the lady to enter the yard. Then he went to the door of the village house and knocked on the door. From the womb of the wooden hut came the call of the male bass: open, come in, there is no need to knock. Entering the bright upper room, my master proudly said: Hello Nikolai, where are you? A large man, with a black and blue bruise under his eye, came out of the back room. The man approached the long-awaited guest, placed him in a tight hug and said: - Misha, good health, how glad I am to see you in good health. We have not seen each other for so long. And that's the hospitable host turned his gaze to his relative's companion. He was not modestly examining her from head to toe, and three times he cast a close look at her dignity.