SASHA AND ALEXANDER.
SASHA AND ALEXANDER.
Having received the award of the Soros fund and the grant on training in Paris,
The young man from Samara abruptly changes all in the destiny.
Has fallen in love with the Frenchwoman, the teacher of French language,
Studying Russian. Besides its liked - the champion of a province
Anjou on a judo. Married. For a life earns the exotic
In the way: becoming the cook of a good class, has been invited in it
Quality in the house of princess Lopuhinoj. Is proud of that it one can
To persuade the matron to eat. Fed with a dinner of very large retired
Politicians of Russia and other countries visiting the Russian
The princess. But to these ability of Russian 32-year-old guy not
Are limited: in a bar "Kupol" graceful Dmitry works as the paid
The partner. Rich tourists choose gentlemen for evening and
Night dances. At it with an institution the contract - 20 % from a gain
Are due to the dancer. And here gift of the prose writer was cut. Dmitry
Bortnikov it was printed in "Playboy" and "Golgen Age". In the offered
Fragment from the novel "Fish" heroes - the former legionaries Foreign
The legion, not wished to return to Russia.
He has fallen asleep at a dawn. Has washed down a handful of red tablets
Orange juice and villages at an oven on a chair. It did not switch on light. This
August night was cold. The day before three days went rains. Sasha
Plot mjatuju a jeans shirt which Alexander has brought in the evening
From a laundry. It has found the in a backpack "komandirskie" hours and
Has clasped on a hand a heavy steel bracelet. Hours were shone in
To darkness, as a compass. Then he has pulled black working jeans.
Light jeans has accurately combined and has thrust in a locker. Then Sasha
Has found old krossovki, has taken out strong laces which itself has made
From a cord for fishing, has connected them, has put on the light
Jeans. Then the plot become even more freely krossovki also has lighted. In
krossovkah it every morning last two years went on "job".
Then has pulled out a leaf in a cage from a yellow cheap notebook,
Has got from a backpack handle "п п п " and has dropped it is a line. Having crumpled
The stub in a wooden ashtray in the form of a boot, has attributed still
Some words.
Has sat a little more and, having developed a mattress, has laid down. It became cold, and
Sasha with a head has taken cover an old Chinese padded jacket.
- You that do not sleep? - Alexander has grumbled and has heard nothing in
The answer.
Five years they slept a back to a back, as animals, warming the friend
The friend. Their bodies then were absolutely thin. Together they found room in
To one booth of a free shower on Sen-Lazar... It was necessary
To open the crane, on a cabin already knocked. On it it is not necessary to turn
Attention. Only to wash. Easy to be soaped everywhere. A member - in
The first turn. Then a head. Then armpits. Someone with the strong
Nerves managed even to have a shave under a roar of fists. Sashka laughed,
And can, it the deaf person... They entered into a shower together. While one
Soaped a head, the second washed off foam. While one was soaped by a member,
The second stood a shoulder under streams. They hesitated at first of the
Bodies, unintentional touches, and then by the main thing it began to be washed.
Alexander has lighted and has called Sashu. Sasha has not responded.
Alexander continued to smoke easy. He thought of that, heat
Today in Paris or it is necessary to put on hated, unlucky
Jacket in which never it was possible to it to collect and ten
Francs a day. Then it, as usually, has dreamt a little of those
Women to whom it approached for a yesterday. Sometimes to it
It seemed, he knows all women in Paris. All who met with
It eyes when it approached and asked some coins... It
Remembered thousand sights. Thousand feet. Thousand the hands stretching
Franc, cigarette or something edible.
He recollected women, how the childhood. As a borsch, as Leningrad
"Belomor", as pelmeni. But, wandering five years from thirty
Five across all Europe, he has already forgotten both taste of a borsch, and taste of cigarettes and
Pelmeni. To look at women it was simple a habit.
Sometimes secretly from Sashi Alexander entered a share with somebody, and
They bought on Bobure a grass and sandwiches. Having smoked on a bald lawn
pljas Republik, Alexander seized all women, which it
Ever saw. They came and had a seat to it.
Surrounded it, as air. And Alexander without restraint masturbated in
Rest room, and then long looked, how sperm is twisted in a toilet bowl... And
At such moments to it it became easy and sad.
He has again called Sashu. And only during this moment he has felt,
As it is cold in a room. It has turned over on a stomach and has seen, that
The oven is disconnected. Sasha laid, having writhed, under a padded jacket. Usually
He woke up the first. Alexander has risen, has approached to the Sachet and has called:
"Sash, and Sash..." Has waited and has again called:
"San, rise..." Then it has bent and has cautiously unbent
To padded jacket floor. Sasha laid blindly. Alexander
Has sworn silently and, having inhaled, has risen and has noticed a leaf in a cage.
They never "corresponded", as the majority of the people living
Together.
Alexander was surprised to that the leaf lays on a table. He has got used
All to put on a floor. He ate from a floor though Sasha swore: "You as
Animal...
Have a seat, as the person, for a table... "But Alexander continued to eat with
Floor. It has approached to a table and took a note. And there and then it has rejected. And
Has moved back. Having stumbled about a mattress, it has sworn and has fallen.
Has passed an hour three, but Alexander sat not moving. It
It was hammered into a corner and therefrom looked at a hill covered by a padded jacket. It
Could not believe in any way, that this hill - dead Sasha. And suddenly it
Joke... Suddenly Sashka will rise now and will grumble, that floors not
Are washed up also a breakfast it is not ready, though it is time to have dinner. He always abused
Alexander.
In a note all has been clearly written.
Now it was necessary to do something. Something was necessary
To undertake. But Alexander could not move from a place. It at all
Could think that now it should make. In
Essence, he never saw the dead person...
And suddenly the fear has thrown it from a floor. It has rushed to the Sachet and
Has cast away a padded jacket... As if wished to wake him, to part forcibly. All
The fallen asleep feelings have begun to move, and its body, thin, in the smeared
Tattoos, has begun to vibrate. It has seized Sashu and has started to shake:
"Rise, rise, San... Well you... A. Well all... All,
Rise... "It has suddenly begun to sob." San, how now?! As I
Now without you?! That now will be... Sanja... "And here he has noticed
Bristle on person Sashi. A red bristle. Having lifted heavy, weakened
Head Sashi, he peered at the person.
The head was very heavy. Cautiously having put Sashinu a head, it
Has had time to reach a threshold. It has pulled out on steps.
There have passed some hours. Alexander diligently touched all
Variants where to bury Sashu. A cemetery... The Nearest cemetery...
Monparnas. It is possible to plant Sashu on a bicycle and to bring at night
On a cemetery. It is necessary to attach somehow. An adhesive tape... Alexander
Imagined, as it conducts a bicycle on a night city. And
Body Sashi falls to it on a shoulder. But the cemetery is closed at night. It
Has rejected this idea also because could stop in the street
Policemen. That he it will tell... The Person without documents with a corpse
On a bicycle...
It is possible to descend on Monparnassky station and to find there a carriage for
Luggage... There sometimes them throw... But it too was not necessary...
At night the person pushing a carriage with a corpse... Even
The disguised...
In a stomach muttered. He has suddenly recollected, that all the day long has spent without
Meal. Not including light, Alexander has gone to a refrigerator, has groped
To bank riet - army tushenku, frozen yesterday's bread,
Which has bought Sasha, and an easy box with margarine. Ate quickly and
Was quiet. Then left a room and has gone down in a court yard. Here in
All court yard the huge garbage heap has settled down. For the last
Rains the heap has crept away, and Alexander has recollected, how Sasha has told,
That the heap will soon come to them on a visit on the second floor. The owner,
Handing over this two-storeyed shed, only laughed and collected
Cash.
It seemed to Alexander, it has found a way out. It has found a shovel in garage
And, trying not to rustle, has taken out it from a pyramid smelly, with divorces,
Toilet bowls. Has stealthily risen upward. To it suddenly intolerably
It wanted to learn, what is the time. The hours at it was not. Then
Alexander has lighted a match and has tended to the Sachet. Has found a hand and has tried
It to straighten to see a dial. The hand has given in hardly.
As strong wrapped up bolt. But Alexander has obstinately unbent a hand and
Has looked at a shone dial. There were eight minutes of the second
Nights.
Alexander as captivated looked at a dial, is cosy and
It is green shone, as devices in avto, when night. And then it
Has easy unbuttoned a bracelet and has removed "komandirskie" hours. Has risen
And, having clicked, has clasped a bracelet on the hand. Then was accepted
To stack Sashu. At first Alexander has thought to turn Sashu on
Back and to combine hands on a breast, but it has appeared it is impossible. A body
Suddenly became lungs, but unbend knees of friend Alexander could not.
"Lines, - he swore, - lines..." At last he has decided to dig so.
On one side. Also has gone down downwards with a shovel. Has chosen a place where was not
Anything creating noise. Alexander has shifted a heap shone in night
Oranges also has started to dig. From the earth there was a weak smell of the decaying
Fruit and rain. Alexander at first has got tired, but has soon entered into a rhythm.
He wished to make for Sashi a deep tomb, dug carefully,
As if wished to plant a tree. Dug and recollected, how they have lived
These five years in Paris. As they wandered month across Germany. As
Have passed border... As they slept in a stack at night, and in the morning
It has appeared, that the stack teemed with vipers... As Sasha learnt it,
Thirty-year to live in this city... Twenty years'
The boy... It, thirty-year... As learnt it to become
The invisible... "You never will stop in three cases. If you with
The girl. If at you in a hand a bunch of flowers. And if you
You smile... "He recollected, how they slept in Boulogne wood in
raznoshennom the Canadian sleeping bag... The Back to each other... And
In the morning woke up in obnimku, as children or lovers... And as it,
Alexander, otprygival, but in a sleeping bag you will not jump aside... It
Recollected, how they guzzled and stood in a queue for soup and saw off
Eyes the plate which was passed by hundreds hands... And big
The fingers lowered in a soup... And as they could for the first time on
To acquaintance to rent a room... And as sat there, and walls were
The white... And as laughed and afraid to touch them... And as
Week only fur-trees also slept, did not leave on street... And as then
Again it was necessary to go on street, to hunger...
And as they wandered, and eyes have got used to distinguish the rests edible
And the rests risky... And he has recollected the person of the door-keeper in hotel on
Barbese... This muzhik has affably beckoned Alexander eyes, as
Dog... And Alexander has gone, smiling... And as two from protection
Approached, and Alexander has run... Has run how never
Ran... It has remembered for ever that door-keeper, with the person as a fist...
It remembered those days. Those days hunger... And what is hunger in
The single and hunger together. And as they then silently have sworn under
The bridge through Hay, when fur-trees the Greek-sandwich elicited and in the end
The ends said by it directly... They simply silently then have looked
Each other in eyes... And he still recollected, how for horror has arranged
Hysterics when Sasha has met the girl... And as it on
It, on Alexander, has looked... As on dead fish...
Alexander dug and recollected, how all on Bobure laughed over
Them, said, that they as the husband and the wife... And as it, Alexander,
Was angry on Sashu, that that all is able. All repairs, and its subjects
Like. And that he was able, Alexander... He is Once skilful to prepare.
Was able to read and wrote letters... To Sister and the father...
Now it costs and elicits money. Also hates these
People... Also hides money from Sashi. Hid money from Sashi. And that
Laughed. He said, that, Alexander, simply is afraid of a life...
Alexander has not noticed, how has started to growl. It assorted
Hatred. It dug and dug. Sweat was poured hailstones, but by Alexander obstinately
Rushed into the earth... Standing in a hole already almost on shoulders, it dug and
Dug. And when, at last, has stopped and has got out of a tomb, on
It from different directions as if someone looked. He as though has regained consciousness from
Long dream... From different directions the life looked at it... Quiet
And simultaneously terrible, as this old tree... As this hole...
As this heap of the fresh earth... As this shovel... As it,
Alexander, a dark window...
Dmitry BORTNIKOV.
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