"A lot of schools were home for vacation already, and there were about a million girls sitting and standing around waiting for their dates to show up. Girls with their legs crossed, girls with their legs not crossed, girls with terrific legs, girls with lousy legs, girls that looked like swell girls, girls that looked like they'd be bitches if you knew them. It was really nice sightseeing, if you know what I mean. In a way, it was sort of depressing, too, because you kept wondering what the hell would happen to all of them. When they got out of school and college, I mean. You figured most of them would probably marry dopey guys. Guys that always talk about how many miles they get to a gallon in their goddam cars. Guys that get sore and childish as hell if you beat them at golf, or even just some stupid game like ping-pong. Guys that are very mean. Guys that never read books. Guys that are very boring--But I have to be careful about that. I mean about calling certain guys bores. I don't understand boring guys. I really don't. "Mnogo uchilishcha biakha veche razpusnati i milion momicheta sediakha ili st'rchakha naokolo i chakakha gadzhetata si. Momicheta kr'stosali kraka, momicheta nekr'stosali kraka, momicheta s's strashno khubavi kraka, momicheta, koito izglezhdakha chudesni momicheta, momicheta, koito ti se struvashe, che shche izliazat ulichnitsi, ako gi opoznaesh po-otblizo. Naistina gledkata beshe priiatna, ako me razbirate. No doniak'de beshe i potiskashcha, zashchoto vse se pitakh kakvo li ima da im mine prez glavata, diavol da go vzeme. Kato zav'rshat uchilishche i kolezha, iskam da kazha. Predstaviakh si, che povecheto ot tiakh veroiatno shche se ozheniat za niakoi nekhranimaikovtsi. Takiva, koito samo znaiat da razpraviat kolko benzin khabiat idiotskite im koli na sto mili. Ili takiva, deto se s'rdiat kato detsa, ako gi biesh na golf ili dori na niakakva glupava igra kato ping-pong. Podli tipove. Tipove, koito nikoga ne chetat knigi. Skuchni tipove -- no tuk triabva da s'm mnogo vnimatelen. Iskam da kazha, kogato naricham niakoi khora skuchni. Nikak ne razbiram koi khora sa skuchni i koi ne. Naistina ne razbiram." Nadia Sotirova "Mnogo uchilishcha veche biakha razpusnali za vakantsiiata i naokolo sediakha i stoiakha k'm milion momicheta i chakakha kavalerite si. Momicheta s kr'stosani kraka i bez, momicheta s's strakhotni kraka, momicheta s kofti kraka, momicheta, gotini nagled, i momicheta s vid, zagatvashch, che ako gi opoznaesh, shche izliazat kuchki. Mnogo khubava gledka, ako me razbirate. No doniak'de i depresirashcha, zashchoto vse se pitash kakvo li gi chaka vsichki tiakh, diavol go vzel. Kato zav'rshat uchilishche i kolezh, de. To e iasno, che povecheto ot tiakh sigurno shche se om'zhat za t'patsi. Za tipove, deto vechno shche razpraviat kolko mili izminavat s's smotanite si koli za edin galon benzin. Tipove, deto shche ti se s'rdiat i shche ti se vdetiniavat, ako gi biesh na golf ili dazhe na niakoia t'pa igra kato tenis na masa. Adski podli tipove. Tipove, koito kniga ne poglezhdat. Strashno dosadni tipove... No ei s tova triabva da vnimavam - kato naricham dosadnitsi niakoi khora, iskam da kazha. Ne razbiram az ot dosadnitsi. Seriozno." Svetlana Komogorova- Komata"