The great library was burning. With a look of agony of his face, the librarian stared at the endless bookcase, seeing books on Religion, Philosophy, Mathematics, History, Geography, Art, Literature, Chemistry... He could not carry out more than three or four. ‘Which books should I save?’ he asked himself.
The last two weeks have been glorious. The ride on the cloud was joyful, the view picturesque, the companions wonderful. Things would have been even better if during the second week of the cloud ride my left tonsil would have not tried to sabotage my happiness by assuming the appearance of a ripe cherry, but all … Continue reading Sweet Friends, I Have Returned From My Literary Adventures
During his nightly wanderings through the city, a young gypsy boy found a lost purse, heavy with silver coins. The following day he returned it intact to the woman who had lost it. She offered him silvers, but he refused. ‘Do you want something else?’ she asked. ‘A kiss.’
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