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In Sudak, we did not stop anymore, but after lunch at the only restaurant “Olen” (where our mountaineer also had friends, and we were fed for free), we took another bus and went to Morskoye.
The sea turned out to be a tiny, terribly dusty and scrawny little village.
Although, the consecrated embankment, in the spirit of the father of all nations: concrete balusters, in the form of pins, and wide railings, was present.

It was remarkable only for one thing: not far from the village there were tall and very wide (10 meters high and 15–20 meters in diameter) concrete tanks in which Madera had been standing under the open sky for years.
Thanks to our mountaineering skills, we did not buy wine in Morskoy.
In the Sea, on one of our last nights, Assol, stroking my chest with her palm (she loved to do that) asked me seriously: “How many girls did you have?”
I honestly answered: “You are the third.”
For some reason I did not ask a counter question.
On the fourth day we left the Sea.
It was already mid-August, and the uncle was in a hurry to complete the program: what can you do – an athlete.
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“And then come the fuck up!”.
I didn’t clarify what “slam” is.
We said goodbye very hard.
Both were crying.
Uncle, unable to look at this nightmare, lost the drink of beer – right up to the bus: he ran, literally, at the last moment.
We exchanged addresses that were written in advance on some crumpled leaves (substitute! She had a real address, somewhere in Sudak!), And we were separated from the masterpiece of the Soviet automobile industry.
: Then there were Rybachye, Malorechenskoye, Alushta, Seagull, Partenit, Gurzuf, Otradnoye, Yalta, Koreiz-Simeiz, Ponizovka (something, for sure, I forgot!), And finally – Sanatornoye.
From there we had to throw at Simferopol, and then – Moscow.
All galloped across Europe: we had little time.
Of all the above, I liked only Gurzuf.
Alushta and Yalta caused disgust.
: Later, I visited Crimea many times (most recently in 2007; Sudak got rid of it, and the New World remained intact, practically, except for the houses of several nouveau riches, often larger than the Golitsyn estate itself), with different companies, but I met my Assolya more:: Is it somewhere now? What gray drank her nectar? : Most likely, of course, she went out for a glorious gopnik in a cap and in leggings (like the ones I described at the beginning), which squeezes out wallets from passersby on dark Crimean evenings, and she washes, still, dishes in some coastal Cafe.
: Or maybe she is in dorogushchem landau, now passes through the Champs Elysees, in the company of a sophisticated and well-born gentleman: I do not know!
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