---------- Track: By: macros ---------- once after an experiment on neurochemistry, I didn’t know what to do. I decided to praise joker, just I’ll tell him my opinion on Murzilka. the telephone receiver instantly grabbed in my ear. I understood, tear it off - no use. the line started almost immediately send me a stream of information. simple frequency modulation. some data. nothing, let them lie in some corner of the brain. the tube is still from the ear don't tear it off. “You know, joker,” I said, “in your magazine I found two scenic articles... - and which ones?.. -well, first of all, introduction.. - with difficulty I spoke out. everything swam before my eyes, the world was shaken. -and what’s the stage there?..-and outro.. also stage. my words sounded like a reproach. I understood this, although I didn’t hear myself. everything around filled with iridescent frequency modulated sounds. - in general - the magazine is super.. - in my head cleared up a little. what's the line to me did you send this?.. - especially to me liked the articles.. I listed the articles I liked. the tube was still stuck in his ear. That means there will be a second gear, I decided. the carrier frequency did not disappear, and soon new packages are coming... -How do you make such rules? - I asked. while joker will answer, my brain will rest a little.. - with whom and for what do you want unite? - I asked again when joker talked about rulez. the joker's words were painted before his eyes foggy white background picture uniting zx-people at some point I realized how close joker approached the Pure Rulez. -Listen... but I wasn’t in thatpark.. - I said, although before my eyes I clearly saw myself in it. - a little offensive, and in the sunny gray I didn’t look at my eyes either.. for some reason I didn’t have all this.. -well.. - joker is not obliged to answer a question I asked myself. -if you want, I’ll break all yours bright ideas about xx.. - he suggested. - and how? - I instantly fell out of the park into the white fog. -I'll send you photos of her. -are they big?.. -my brain can’t nothing more to accept for this session, but if there is little information, you can try. - if small, then send it. “in pieces of 6144 bytes,” answered joker. on the digestion of concentrated information will require a lot of resources - I thought. -don’t you have it in jpeg?.. -however, okay.joker couldn't afford to break ideal, and I understood it perfectly. “We’ll go to St. Petersburg soon,” said the joker. -For what? - to the Olympics. and don't ask why and who needs it.. “That’s probably good,” I thought out loud. I. -so what about jpeg? I have to make sure that the joker is not will break the ideal. then the carrier frequency is lost, the handset fell off her ear and plopped down on the sofa. headache after unexpected disconnection was splitting apart. - okay, joker, bye.. - picking up the phone, I said. the last of my strength was spent to hang up on telephone set. eyes closed yourself. the fog cleared, revealing a cold, the emptiness that echoes endlessly...
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