File format Word. Excerpt: "... two-story building baths stood on the shore of the Ob, and I was struck by the set ships at berth, and single-deck, double-decker, and that it allowed couples, the drawling buzzed. I was stopped and opened his mouth, but my mother pulled the hand, started in the bath. It smelled moist heat, the smell of soap and a broom. While undressed, hung clothes in the closet, there was no time to look back, but when they entered the room with stone benches, I again opened his mouth. What kind of women there just was not: the very old woman and a middle-aged, and most girls, naked and flat, but for some reason I did not take his eyes off the girl of twenty, who sat across from me. I´m a six-year kid, suddenly somehow knew that she was beautiful. Prettier everyone, even my mother. And not just a person´s face, I already knew how to distinguish the beautiful from the ugly, but the whole body ... "Download: Peter Startsev, Shore childhood.