...Fresh morning

Deniel was still small for years, but he looked strong. And today .. either from a bird's cry flying away to the south of the jamb, or from a children's dialogue that came across to him in the sandbox, he heard about the joy of the good.

"Cool!" - Deniel thought.

For a long time, as Deniel understood, he had already worked at hard labor as a loader, earning himself a piece of bread and a couple of rags. But after what was heard in the morning, as if by a tiny miracle, one of the slaves brought news of joy that a watchman was needed in the library.

It was nearby and, going to get potatoes for lunch, Deniel came in. We could go out after lunch. Deniel came in with some trepidation. He heard, leaving, something insulting from the former "colleagues", but he did not care. The former will be swamped with a quagmire - and the new will grow into his heart.

Until evening, there was not a single visitor. And in the morning Deniel just received his wages at the same place. The salary was a little more than the current one. Well, let. But peace.

Then - in the dwelling where he lived. It was in a house where, as if by choice, almost all the insane lived. Almost all - except for one. And today, this one solved the issue as if by pressing a button, going with food to his dorm room and closing himself inside.

Some kind of strangely rejuvenated sun shone from the window, in spite of ..evening.

...Taste and thought

The food was stocked up from last night. It is not known from what forces. Still weary, but still somewhat joyful, Deniel fed on. He set the alarm clock and collapsed to sleep on a bed of worn old clothes.

I woke up, had a little refreshment and - to a new job. There were only two steps left. All of them were spent on the previous plowing, where, in addition to the hellish slave job, incredible moral efforts had to be made in order not to lose the place of work.

Deniel did his usual extra effort and got there. And at work he already got a nice joy from the friendly visits of good grannies. The resulting light surge of life is enough to get home. And there will already be a little more relics.

At lunchtime, Deniel went to an inexpensive library cafeteria. The food was simple, but magically delicious.

Meanwhile, Deniel was not trained at all. He could not read or write at all. The librarian girl worker recommended that he learn letters and numbers and showed him how to do it.

Again, the road home was not easy, also because the psychos blocked the entrance to the entrance and the dogs, similar, now and then strove to pounce.

The idea of ​​buying a bicycle changed from mild sadness to joy at the opening of the door to the room.

A..

Meanwhile, Deniel was not t trained at all. Seal was already three steps away, and tonight the girl librarian suggested that Deniel study the first letter of the alphabet - "A".

She showed me how to write it. Deniel was in genuine shock of happiness.

On the way home, he generally forgot how many steps he had left and what a step is. He wanted to write his first song. He already knew the text, and besides, he remembered that on the watchman's room in the library there was an old tennis racket with a couple of lines, with which they sometimes frightened the flying wasps expelled from the bee apiary.

Until the morning, Deniel played an imaginary racket and sang his first song.. "A".

Psychos from the house and yard seemed to smell Deniel's unbreakable joy and began to die. The next morning, Den went to work, somewhat inspired, not even noticing a dozen coffins of once-became local guest workers.

Frosty surprise

The library was suddenly in chaos. The older one in the neighboring library, which was superior to the one in which Den worked, was thrown off by another. A swindler, a thief and a bribe-taker, completely morally and so on spoiled. She brought to her aid three brothers of guest workers, collectively nicknamed turners.

At night, in the next room, they almost always arranged joint readings of books of a criminal genre, as a result of which the cleaning lady could hardly put the room in order, and the accruals for paying for such "'cultural"' events were simply disastrous.

Granddaddy, a satanic dandelion, who spent his whole life as an informant in prison, an experienced master of set-ups, who speaks the language with great difficulty, got into the watchman of the neighboring library.
And she gave the task to the turners and the watchman, the ruler of the neighboring library, to substitute Deniel.
The frosts were terrible, Deniel accumulated tips from the lovely visitors of the reading monastery and bought himself the first wooden guitar in his life. All the money is gone. The boots were already completely full of holes, and the socks were worn out. And one morning Den went to work barefoot, hoping to get there quickly, slip through the granny porter and jump into the old slippers that were under the couch.

However, not everything happened according to a bright calculation. The door to the library was locked, and strange oohs came from the window. Only an hour later, a bandit, nicknamed Yalo, the head of the neighboring reading room, fell out of the door, three turners with a gray-blue effigy in their teeth dragged barely on their feet behind her. An old convict and a coward actively shook off snowflakes from all of them. Immediately in front of Den's nose, the door was closed and Yalo announced to him with a shaking mouth that he was free from job to the fact that, as she believes, he wanted to poison the mentally deranged ice pricker, who was taken to the library for one day and fired from him.

Defrosting

Grandpa, the dandelion of hell, solemnly caressed the cowardly dog with a chain, the turner jumped into the loader, tied through the hatch to the trunk of a yalo. And they rushed off. Old man, shouting slander at them, boldly swept the tracks of the wheels, dancing maliciously.

Deniel went back. ..Went to bed until the next morning. The legs were all dead. On the fourth day they almost turned black. Den called an ambulance. They were taken to a hospital in a neighboring province.

      There he lay for several days. The whole ward was against him and, literally, only after keeping him in a frozen room, and nothing more, he was thrown out of the hospital. Everyone with whom he was lying in the ward, and almost everyone on the floor, had their frostbitten hands and feet cut off.

After almost a month, Deniel began to withdraw. ..To beat his first blows that came to his mind on a whim.

  In the neighboring library, from the one in which Deniel had recently worked perfectly, coups began. Yalo was caught in some of the vulgar positions with three turners at work. The grandfather of a criminal was pinned down in a booth with an anti-brave barker.

The type of activity in relation to the beast was not publicly announced, but the absolutely shocked residents of the village sued the fanatic.

Also, there were raised acts of outright fraud yalo and turners who robbed the library + share fund for a large number of books and large-caliber banknotes.

The whole wicked company was sentenced by the court to imprisonment for a term of ten years under the conditions of a strict logging regime on a low-income (not provided in fact) territory closest to the Permafrost. According to numerous rumors talking about the same thing, it was the most corrupted prison, although of a natural kind, and no one came out of it alive [and the most dangerous form of accidents invariably happens to prisoners at the time of the last call:] A cowardly dog along with with a blue-gray scarecrow they took it to the kennel, where, drunk, they euthanized, together with their grandfather, a substitute \ the only one from the above-mentioned zone of evil, who, according to his own dying revelations, served safely only because he was in the passive of the contingent, being in a particularly close-off-format relationship with all male staff.

...

Deniel composes his first, very happy and believable, string song with words, even with a line of words, but a line without errors and on an academic chord.

Happiness...

F

Sun and moon and happiness

      Residents of the village and nearby areas, who visited the library where Den worked, were very outraged that Deniel had disappeared somewhere after the New Year holidays. Clear news came that in the zone of the strictest forestry regime for turners and yalo, especially painful conditions were created, worse than the last circles of the underworld, which awaited them after the expiration of the punishment.

Deniel was returned to the older library, and as assistants they gave him a young sweet girl and a yellow-sunny cat.

While turners and yalos sharpened pins for criminals, this was their additional function to hellish suffering, Deniel actively studied fiction and musical literature.

Soon, Deniel was offered the post of head of a network of municipal rich libraries, and he appointed the girl who became more and more fond of him as his deputy.

Having gone headlong into martial arts and rock music, Den, rejuvenated almost to childhood from happiness, generally transfers rule to her.

The coolest cattery is created for cats, and Deniel puts a woman who worked just at the time of his arrival as its head, who taught him the principles of library office work.

The sun shone like spring.

The moon shone with joy.

НОВЫЙ ВЕТЕР - РОСТ СИЯНИЯ (ПЕСНЯ // SONG) NEW WIND - GROWTH OF RADIANCE

Poetry:

Evil in hell that's get hotter

Den has grown up in career

The baby is shining brighter

Kittens purr in the aviary

Rumors and tunes

Rumors from the permafrost continued to go through an accurate informant, whose relatives were in the especially secret services.

So it was, yalo, the turners and the gray-blue scarecrow that had come from somewhere there had their frostbitten legs amputated. And when they all continued to work on crutches, they were filled with red-hot ore. Under load, they had to run 50 kilometers.

Deniel also trained and rehearsed. Things were going well in the library and he even bought one of them for permanent residence with the baby. The property of the turners, the bullpen and the scarecrow, were sold, and the proceeds were used to improve the cattery.

By the way, there were also rumors that the yalo, the scarecrow and the turners were sterilized for the poor satisfaction of the personal inhabitants and the personnel of the zone of the strictest order.

Spring warmed up. Beats and melodies came out better and better. The exact informer, using her connections, sent all the bad tenants of the library village to the yalo, turners and scarecrow, for the same period.

In the reading area it became calm and good as in paradise. Good oozed from every puddle, a gust of breeze and the chirping of a bird.

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NEW WIND: EVERYTHING IS KINDER (SONG - ПЕСНЯ) НОВЫЙ ВЕТЕР - ВСЁ ДОБРЕЕ

Poetry:

The bads got worse

The goods have kind

Create get cool

Stronger than Steel

Rain..

A few more rumors have arrived from the Permafrost. The head of the prison was a clear esoteric and economist. And in order to maintain a prison shelter for polar northern beetles, he signed a contract with the owner of the underworld for the souls of yalo, turners, scared a couple .. By the way, a senior tractor driver also arrived among them. Also from the library village, also wildly guilty.

He repeated the fate of the above-described criminals in one person. Under the contract, he was also provided for after death living in Hades.

And the library village flourished. More and more tenants moved out and Deniel bought their homes, where he immediately organized copywriting offices on the theme of Good.

The yellow kitty looked younger and in general everything went better. On the new dwellings, Deniel founded new studios for kindness and peacemaking arts.

The rains smiled, the suns lulled. Everything was radiant with joy. Ok, in a nutshell.

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Poetry:

Good for safety

Banknotes new volume..

And nature in abundance

The bird sings about it

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NEW WIND - GOOD (SONG - ПЕСНЯ) НОВЫЙ ВЕТЕР - ДОЖДИ