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MATA HARI Your work will depend only on that, Would you like to do it or not, Whether it will be interesting for you the proposed occupation or not. No orders will force you to act contrary to your wishes. You need inspiration to take on some kind of adventure. Alas, this approach does not foretell stable work. But you will be assigned tasks, Which spies with the standard approach will not be able to. Pass the test "What are you scouting?" Mata Hari ("The Eye of Dawn") Mata Hari. This woman became a legend during her lifetime. Margaret Gertrud Celle MacLeod, who went down in history as Mata Hari, was born in 1876 in the small Dutch town of Leywarden in the family of a middle-class businessman. She graduated from a boarding school at a Catholic monastery and, at the age of 19, married a Dutch officer, MacLeod, who turned out to be a completely depraved man, prompting a young wife to engage in prostitution in order to earn money for her ...

Provencal landscape ... the southern slope drops sharply downward, gray and shaggy, covered not known as hooked on him with herbs and shrubs boxwood. On a clear day, when the mistral clears the sky, the perspective in the direction of the sea looms clear, as if you are looking through binoculars. There is a feeling that you are divorced from the rest of the populated world. Evening light   Vladimir Kush Le Reve One day I met there, on the top, on a road laid by a mountain service, a peasant on a bicycle. Behind him, a rifle dangled, a dog ran beside him. Both of us were frightened of suddenness, not expecting to meet another human being. Usually you are here alone with yourself, no one interferes with enjoying the rustle of wind in the branches. Days creep slowly, but weeks fly by at lightning speed. We divide the year not by dates and diaries, but by the phenomena of nature. In February, almonds blossom, the garden n...

A bit ominous, a little strange, but something they tapped and held me! As a mosaic, only black. And the mixture is bitter, and the palate burns And knitting a taste is tart - tart ... But no matter how hard I frown, I drink more Filling again until the extreme measure. The glasses of life are so thin, But so capacious sometimes And let bitter her throat, But sweeter than the water into the heat ... I learn life by drop, And it seems that I drink greedily ... Kadanova Tamara Igorevna by  Andrew Atroshenko art for sale

Someone is singing Silence, probably. Behind the silence Someone is crying. It must be Time longing. \ Eugene Gilvik \ We have not lost Eternity. We did not have another sooner: We did not know how to turn it into everyday life, In meadows, in clouds, In words and deeds, Clear to people. But for ourselves, we saved it. It was not very difficult. And sometimes We suddenly became clear that Eternity - we ourselves. Eugene Gilvík What should you do, To date? It has become a place where time treats you with friendliness, Where even the walls are allowed to you To pass directly through them, Where can you eat the space, Like an apple torn from a tree, Where corners with great pleasure Praise the circle, Where from the earth at any moment Can the source sprinkle transparent And where everything about you cares for All, except for yourself, For in these waves of friendliness you forget about yourself. Eugene Gilvík ...