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Excursion to Dubrovnik
They made love. He lay next to her without moving, then lit a cigarette and scratched lines with his finger into his own hairy chest on which lay a golden chain with a golden Serbian cross. She asked him to hold her, over and over she asked. Meanwhile, she was thinking, eyes toward the ceiling. How did we end up together? After all, the Cedok Travel Agency's excursion had a bunch of other young and decidedly prettier girls along. And they had all most certainly been waiting for the stately Dalmatian Milorad to arrive.
Milorad certainly hadn't noticed her immediately. There was the fatso Jurik, an engineer, and his wife and daughter, who were sitting in front of her. And at that point, Jurik was busy explaining various historical details as they passed by points of interest in the dusty bus with the seal of Kosice* affixed to its side. Jurik's wife, an unkempt peroxide blonde, was horribly bored by the commentary of her diligent aficionado and was falling asleep at regular intervals. Each time she woke up again, Jurik would turn to her, cocking his head like a sly old owl, and carefully inform her of what she had missed, pressing up against his wife's fat shoulder. Then, as soon as they made the ...See the full content of this document
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