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Prisons and Prisoners. Pain Inside-out. Part 6. End of Story.

Контент 18+ (лексика, описание сцен насилия)
In difficult periods of my life I have always relied on my friends and my hobby to give me focus and direction. So it happened again. A weak wind of change blew when a local TV showed a clip about my amateur music band, where I was honing my skill of playing bass-guitar. I thought that their visit was premature because we didn’t perform … Read the rest

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Prisons and Prisoners. Power of Difference. Part 4.

Контент 18+
Our crew in the hospital consisted of doctors from both Departments of Surgery. We didn’t converse a lot with the therapists. Those who were engaged in purulent surgery were located on the first floor and we in “clean surgery” were based on the second level. There were only two doctors including Anatoly, and they were downstairs on the first floor. When he had gone on one of his
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Soul of the Dog. Just for Fleas. Part 2.

Контент 16+ (лексика, описание событий)
She lived in an old two-room flat on the first floor. She gave me food — mouth-watering porridge with meat, and I, still trembling, from cold and weakness, swallowed it faster than I could have chased a cat up a tree when I was just past being a puppy, and feeling like a real dog. As I was licking the bowl clean, the door opened and
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Soul of the Dog. Dina. Part 4.

Контент 14+ (лексика)
The morning revealed to me the strange rituals of that place. This time Ira woke up first, took me for a short walk in the frosty air and then – inside the house once more – carried me into the bathroom and, to my shock, dumped me unceremoniously into what she called ‘the bathtub’ (“Into the bathtub with YOU, fellow!”) which I saw to my horror was
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Soul of the Dog. Pink Tongue. Part 5.

Контент 14+ (лексика)
It took two weeks to heal my wounds, about two months to grow my fur again and more than two years to become a little braver than I was. The cat adapted to me and used to come to my mat. We teased each other, finally took to each other, and before long we were sleeping together. Sometimes Vasya started to lick my fur as if I … Read the rest