Ann Predaj

?Vse, chto sluchalos gde-to vdaleke, doma, na rabote, bylo nelepym i skuchnym. Stolko utracheno vremeni. Rabota, zarplata, povsednevnye xlopoty, scheta, obedy? Vzorvat by vsyu etu planetu - vosxititelnoe poluchilos by zrelishhe. A posle togo, kak osyadet pyl, pod vyglyanuvshim solncem roditsya novyj mir. Bez domov, gazet, zavodov, odezhdy? Mir, gde obnazhennye muzhchiny i zhenshhiny pomyshlyali by tolko o lyubvi?