Ballad about a bunch

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History told by one  of my companion (From a real life) .

The trip  to the underground from job, tired as a dog and to sleep to be wanted. Into the overflowed car has got in before grandmothers and has taken a desired sedentary place. Sidu I enjoy, and to go very long. The people to crowd round you, a dense system, try  to crush accidentally as though to you feet. Women and old men look at you, sedentary, malicious eyes  and create such sensation, that you of money should them.

In general a usual situation of the Moscow underground in a rush hour. But here I feel easy excitement in a stomach. The pea soup eaten by me , starts to have an effect. The easy swelling of a stomach and pressure in the field of a basin, speaks about that that gases try to be pulled out outside. But I effort of compression, interfere with this process. The wave to make a start back and I calm down.

The stop, voice warns about closing of doors and there and then with a roar presses whose that a boot.  We go further in narrowness, but not in insult. And here about a miracle, predo me to appear the lovely charming consciousness.

I look at it, I speak-GREETINGS, sharply I rise, I give way.

But here lines, force of jerk was too sharp, and the geyser to be pulled out on freedom. The poor girl not that did not suspect about an event as noise in the underground is stronger  than my clap.

The girl to have a seat  to smile to me in thanks, but the villain has begun to smell, dismisses the stench quickly enough and here I standing, already learn familiar aroma of pea soup.

The girl too understands that something not that. Nervously pulling a nose. I repeat behind it this twitching, and skorchivaju the indignant mine. – the PIER WHO HAS dared?!!!!

It is revolted I peer at persons of associates, and convulsively I would search on whom to translate arrows. The smell reaches the apogee, the people indignantly look around and more deeply involve air through a nose, as though thereby up to the end not believing in an event, THAT who that has dared PERNUT in the overflowed car!!!!!

The girl is not much dumbfounded and looks at me, in her eyes I read a question WHO IT have made …?

And here it a VICTIM, the sitting next sleeping muzhik, I show on it a sight.

The girl too looks on unfortunate and on the person to appear disgust notes, it far away otsazhivatsja from it.

All this nonverbal dialogue between us, is caught glad by the standing woman, is far for balzakovskogo age,-Alja «the commodity researcher the storekeeper».ona understands from where «the wind» blows. And upershis in boki declares on all car. 

- Ah you a reptile such!!! rasselsja here on two place, the feet has moved apart, and perdish  here on all car!!!

Husband's not that not suspecting continues to fall down, not carrying on the bill given barrackings.

The girl addresses to me,

-Well you represent as a current probably. Has got drunk after job, has fallen asleep in the underground and still air has spoilt.

The train as on angrily began to slow down movement, thereby air circulation has decreased,  and the stench sharpness has increased. The woman the commodity researcher standing near to me it is sharp krutanulas and sharp with a handbag corner  has pleased me sideways. A pain, muscles have relaxed and there was a second BUNCH … … .

It was silent, weak but vonjuch ….

The fetid bunch  has caught the feelers in a nose of each passenger were in the car.

The aunt the commodity researcher rather Oh …, not having had time to put on a gas mask as commands gases did not arrive ….

Slap and it in a winding, but closely squeezed  numbers, have not allowed to fall to "companion".

The people worry,  back rows   whisper, not understanding whence there is a stench And the muzhik sleeps, to it all on a drum.ja I understand  if they learn that in it I the remained way I should pass on foot am guilty.

The aunt "commodity researcher" from influence of forces of gravitation, starts  to slip to our feet, I as standing nearby, have decided to help the poor woman. Has bent down and began to lift it, but the aunt it has appeared heavy, muscles have relaxed  also third smellier BUNCH was pulled out on freedom ….

It was a nightmare, eyes slezilis , not that that has filched breath, it at all was not. If earlier stench epicentre was distributed from us is forward, after third times the stench was already threw on the next cars. 

The mass hysteria has begun, the people rushed about here and there, but the general crush allowed to whom to be pulled out. The train as on has angrily stopped, cries of the help of a steel nosisja  on the tunnel  a sonorous echo HELP ….

-Help, gases, poison us, who that has shouted is a terror!!! The kind uncle has pressed the button of a call of the machinist.

That probably about the silly woman has got a fright, because from dynamics he could hear only shouts, Sentry gases. Terror.

The train at last that has got under way and has safely arrived on station where already on platform the militia with dogs and people in gas masks has accumulated.

All have deduced from the car. In a place with us left, and the woken up man, it looked  at an event the strangled eyes. I have mixed up with crowd and have safely left by other train. Since then I do not eat pea soup.

 srushchie girls.

PS Given the creation is written in accuracy according to the eyewitness.

Yours faithfully Alexey Belkov.

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