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She called the young man, said she got well and is now taking a bath.
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Sergey nodded and, at the mention of the drink, a sense of what was happening began to reach him.
“It would not hurt beer and a girl,” he recalled his unfortunate joke, which did not attach any importance.
But the guard not only heard, but also carried out his “commission”! Who do they take him for, if such requests, like the orders of the general, are carried out quickly, clearly and without unnecessary questions? The girl took two round glasses from somewhere in the depth of the cabinet and poured a thick dark beer into them.
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