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My home phone rings. I get greetings for the New Year. They wish me the accomplishment of all dreams. I disconnect the phone, notice that I lost the game, go to the bathroom and rinse the linen that I left in water to soak last year. I wring it well and hang it on the two plastic bars on which the shower curtain hangs. There is no room left for the orange towel. I lay it on the hot radiator in the bedroom. Păpuşescu climbs on it. The plumber that set the toilet seat and changed the pipes in my bathroom told me that it was a bad thing to have the sewage pipe of the building in your bathroom. Because you'll always hear what your neighbours are doing...

Fata din casa vagon
Celelalte povesti de dragoste
Sertarele exilului. Dialog cu Leon Volovici
Noapte buna, copii!
Viata fictiunii dupa o revolutie
 Vineri seara intr-o vale cu lupi
Dilar pentru o zi
parteneri parteneri parteneri parteneri

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