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Nefertiti . . . Nefertiti ... Has come . . . come . . . come ... To drink . . . drink . . . drink .
.." "That's okay, Toilik. We've already had enough for today," I said. "I can't drink
alone," he said. "I can't, that's all. To be more specific, I can, but I don't want to.
It was good and bad — bad because it was terribly drafty; good because, in that
dead end, we could drink the rest of the bottle of vodka Toilik had miraculously
saved. "Look at what that son-of-a-bitch doctor did to me — I can't even do my
"Let's drink to Sasha and Lena and their happy trip abroad. Bon voyage, dear
friends!" "I'm not sure about this toast," I said. "We didn't get our postcard and
today was the last day. Let's drink to something else." Everybody put his glass
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