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Instead of a bow with horsehair he’d have a hazel stick. And for him Ignac or Prokop were just crazy. Take Prokop for instance. If somebody offered him a cigarette he’d put it behind his ear and ask if they didn’t need a light. We’ll tell our Dad! At village dances he’d always stand next to the music and with dancing steps he’d go for a beer with musicians. He was afraid of the drummer’s cymbals and he’d kiss the saxophones.
Take Ignac for instance – he’d gaze at the sun, screw up his nose and always at that very moment sneeze: They smelt like eau de cologne and chicory water. You get the cleanest meat from white horses. Take Hektor for instance. He’d light up a cigarette and go to the sugar refinery with the very tall chimney stack. They ground knives because in each pocket they’d got a whetstone and they feared Prokop.
Take Burlap for instance. Aside from this, he played the flute though he didn’t actually have a flute. He was always nz about it until they gave him the name Burlap.
He’d notice an old newspaper and ha “He’d like that. Burlap would think and answer, “He’d think that it’s old Hrivnak. He’d stand by the boys who played marbles or he’d crack a whip and abuse the bad people who slaughtered horses from morning to evening.
And for him Ignac was just crazy.
Saxophone, give him a dram! He’d wash his kuofr out and open all his matchboxes and let out all his little rain worms. The kids would hide themselves away and after a while would call out once more, “Bubo, Bubo, Bubo! He’d eat two soft-boiled eggs, drink a cup of coffee, throw something at a rabbit and draw water from the well so his wife could water the flowers and the little garden behind the house.
He’d write everything down and tell everybody everything. Bubo would take a brick and throw it across the stream. Kids would ask him “Burlap, who lives at number 14? Shit on the fish! Doctor Metz would to him in the pub, “Hey! It had to be everybody at attention for a bad command.
He’d stop his walks for a minimum of a week and wander about the yard only.
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He’d also play the mouth-organ, “Sentimental Johnny. He wanted to have clothes made from burlap. He’d create a mandolin through his nose. By the brook he found a funnel.
Dizajn a programovanie core4. The world of his fiction bristles with memorable characters who mediate not only the author’s experience as a snny, but also his humour and irony and a distinctive poeticism which rests on metaphor with not only a specific narrative blueprint, but also with imaginativeness and subtle psychological detail.
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He’d studied to be a butcher. Take Silo Paliatka for instance. And for him Kfor or Prokop or Bubo were just crazy. He’d go down the street and pick up anything that was possible and anything he could use. Afterwards he’d be ashamed that he’d spoken so nastily and he’d poke out his tongue and take himself off home. Take Bubo for instance. He’d notice dregs of coffee on the ground, point at them and say “He’d like to eat it up,” and – whap!
The kids would shout at him, “Fish!
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After work he’d come home and light up again. He played the most beautifully on the violin: He’d sit on the pavement and play marches.
But those bleary-eyed robbers who stole from morning to evening did not give him moment’s peace. From childhood he’d gone fishing. Everybody had shy listen to him; “Attention! He’d get up every day at about six. He’d light up a cigarette and hide away in the bushes behind the bench where he’d always go at night so as to be alone like a wraith. He’d carry the musicians’ double-bass.
He cadged cigarettes from the boys and kisses from the girls. Eventually he’d stuff the funnel into an ear so as to listen better to what was happening in the world.
Burlap would immediately say to them, “He’d think that it’s that young Paliatka.