Welcome to synd.info synd.info was created: September 28 2012 05:48:13. Today Friday 24 May 2013 18:20:07 Rozi has presented the young man standing up for it nervous smile and, without lifting a head not to meet the eyes of it, has hasty walked back to a taxi. 7 the road service station in portsajde represented a stocky spacious building with dim walls from sandstone. The diversified buses - not only traditional grejhaundsovskie, but also belonging to companies "Ó±æª«í²ºíº§", "amerikan pasfajnders", "hajvejz" and "the express train" - have surrounded istern with kontinental station, having thrust by muzzles in landing platforms. Rozi they have seemed similar to the fattened chromeplated pigs who have dropped to dummies extremely disgusting mother. It has stopped at a front entrance and has glanced inside. The station has appeared not such populous, as hoped (searching for rescue in crowd) and simultaneously was afraid (for fourteen years during which did not see anybody, except own husband yes its two-three colleagues occasionally coming with it on supper, it has caught agoraphobia, fear of the big open spaces), most likely for the reason that there was a middle of week and holidays in the near future was not expected. And still in a station building was, on the first sight, the person two hundred. One loafed aimlessly up and down, others sat on old-fashioned benches with high backs, someone played video games, someone drank coffee at a bar rack, to windows of cash desks there were small turns. Small children scaredly clung to hands of mothers, threw back heads and, lowing, as the lost calfs, considered represented on ceiling the faded wood landscape. © ISP