The Hall of the Singing Caryatids

we are creating an entirely new type of personal pleasure zone. its fundamental, distinctive stylistic element will be the naked female body. of course, that doesn't mean a room full of naked broads. no one nowadays is interested in some neapolitan tarantella, the kind of thing once mocked so viciously by the writer averchenko. no... what we are doing here will outdo anything that even the decadent roman emperors ever witnessed.

"The situation is rendered particularly acute," the young man continued, "by the fact that in the course of a predatory and criminal process of privatization, the wealth of our country fell into the hands of a bunch of oligarchs specially selected by agents operating in the dark wings of the international stage, on the basis of their spiritual squalor. Not that they're irredeemably bad people, no, you shouldn't think that, papa mama nuthouse eighteen. They are more like little children, incapab

"The situation is rendered particularly acute," the young man continued, "by the fact that in the course of a predatory and criminal process of privatization, the wealth of our country fell into the hands of a bunch of oligarchs specially selected by agents operating in the dark wings of the international stage, on the basis of their spiritual squalor. Not that they're irredeemably bad people, no, you shouldn't think that, papa mama nuthouse eighteen. They are more like little children, incapable of striving for any goal except satisfaction of their constantly shifting desires. Hence all those soccer clubs, giant yachts, twenty-thousand-Euro bottles of wine and other ghastly aberrations, about which I think you have already heard more than enough..."

Lena looked around at the gathering. In all, there were twelve girls in the small conference room - they were all gorgeous, but so assorted, so different, as if specially chosen to play up the contrasting types of physical appearance - just to drive home the beauty. There two black girls, one cocoa, two dark girls from Central Asia, two Japanese-looking ones with small, narrow eyes (Asya was more beautiful than the other one) , five generally European-looking girls: three blondes (Lena included herself), one brunette, and one with chestnut hair.

It could be described approximately as follows: whereas the last time Lena had thought that the world around her turned into something like the visualizer in Windows Media Player now she herself became the visualizer. the world disintegrated into a host of discrete aspects that seemed absurd, astounding, impossible and terrifying taken separately, but together they somehow balanced each other out in a calm and happy equilibrium that settled into her head.