I asked them where I was, and I was told that in a small town near Naples. Thin man named Boris - his wife was Nata, Natellochka. She chattered incessantly, occasionally giving a word in her husband. But he did not resist the pressure of his wife's verbal. And only in accordance she nodded and stroked his beard a little. The couple arrived in Italy to swim and do shopping, and of the cultural program to execute. Naples they liked not much: dirty and noisy. But Verona and Siena led them into raptures. Along the way, I learned that Natella is an active blogger some female social network and is already anticipating, as it lay on his page and pictures of Italian meat pie recipe. I nodded sympathetically, thinking about how to depict their hopeless situation. But so that I was not accepted for the speculator. When I nervously and shyly told me about the attack on the Italian gangsters, from the breast of both spouses escaped sympathetic cry. Natella encouraged me to immediately contact the Russian embassy and all set out in writing. Boris recommended "refer to the Italian police."
Pharaoh's Workers: Culture and Chaos in Rousseau, Burke, and Mill
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