Photographer Prostitutkin was not a professional photographer, in spite of his name. We know only that the photographer spent his childhood in an orphanage, his name got out there and nobody knew who was his mother. The photographer was a practical woman and dissolute children, they lived happily, and nothing could spoil their happiness. One day my wife said that she was tired of all these pictures, and left with children to live in a very good man, whom she met two months earlier. As is usual in such cases, she brought with her all that I could carry, leaving the photographer Prostitutkinu only his camera and an old sofa with broken skin. Even the alarm clock has claimed, in both!
Long mourned our hero, and even began making all sorts of pictures, one of the other terrible – it will remove a dead pigeon in the snow, the dog, which crushed the car. But once on the street came up to him a very good and kind girl, she asked, where is the photo shop, they first met, long walks on the wet street, talking about himself, and parted with the hope of meeting again, finally exchanged phone numbers. As you know, they will soon meet again, they were very good together, so well that it is better not happen, they started dating, and then began to live together. Photographer Prostitutkin laughed at his photographs of dead pigeons, and once even planted one of these cards under the wet glass of tea. Happy photographer started shooting sunny landscapes, because it was spring in the street and in my soul. And then a very good and kind girl said that she no longer wants to live with it because it got bored and went to live with another, taking with them all their belongings for a short lives together, and brush to clean the toilet bowl as well.
Photographer looked at his camera, grieve a little, and went out to photograph dog excrement. The day was sunny, good light were many, and feces were to get well. Filmed six commercials that case, he immediately took them to be in the ProLab, where he met with a cute innocent girl while waiting for their photos, but it turned out that they were on the road, and they drove to his home instead of forty minutes, three hours, making several unnecessary laps around the ring metro, until they became dizzy … They were happy and understood each other perfectly, a month later she left us to the unknown man, when the photographer was shooting the sunlit street.
Loss is detected, a photographer for a long time glad that she did not took away his camera and went shooting shattered to the ground near the church. And what do you want him to shoot more? Photographer found our true delight, removing what was left of the temple of faith, and even came to a quiet state. True, the film was nedoschelkannym last frame, well, then doschelkayu, he said to himself. On the way home in a subway car, he accidentally pressed the shutter button and accidentally shot his last shot. Getting all the film from the developer, Prostitutkin long enjoyed the views of the ruined church, until I saw the most recent photograph, which was portrayed by some pretty girl. The next morning he first entered the darkroom, printed this negative size 40×50 inches, and, shortly after returning home, hung this picture in the middle of the biggest blank wall, no frame – just stuck it in the four corner pins. A photo of the destroyed temple threw in the trash, and did the right thing.
Since then, his life made sense, every day he brought some gifts and treats, and put them on the floor under this photo. He even took off for her some beautiful scenery, and showed her. Of course, she quietly took them, and what do you need a poor photographer, but as a grateful and understand everything the viewer? It is, as expected all the ladies are very fond of flowers, he bought them each day, and put them on the floor in the bank from the pickled cucumbers that fed around the clock itself.
Once, when he was not home, a strong gust of wind threw open the window, and walked around the apartment this draft, that she might get sick. Photographer frightened in earnest, and within half an hour he returned from a drugstore, carrying a large PPE drawstring bag with various potions and juice packs. She recovered, and again he was able to talk to her on various topics that he was pleased to do.
Once they returned home from filming, he suddenly noticed that she does not feel quite calm. Reflection, he realized that she suspects him of treason, it also was not known where he went and whom he shot. Photographer upset because of this injustice, long and earnestly tried to justify in front of her, and even became less frequent walking on the street, so as not to give her a reason to think about what was not, and never will be.
So a year has passed, and approached her birthday. He had long been puzzled that this would give her in her birthday – the flowers and candy he brings it every day, it was impossible to her surprise, and he wanted to give her something that would give her peace of mind. And when the morning came that day, he was hiding something behind his back, timidly approached the photos, bowed, put a camera in front of her, and reining deceitfully approached a lump in my throat, I went into the street, this time without a camera.
To somehow unwind and get away, he sat down in the subway, and went to subway carries. And then, he noticed a pretty girl who was so close to him – he finally met the girl with the pictures! She sat in front, and gently smiling at him, and he does not even shave … It did not take the words to find some reason to get acquainted – they were already familiar with the whole year. At the stop, they came out, and right there he kissed her soft cheek, and she tickled his hair, stubble, he told her about the photograph on the wall, she looked at him through the net as the dew, the tears, he too was unable to restrain his feelings … They came to his house, she saw everything that was piled on the floor under the picture … “Honey, throw out, please, all this stuff, and take away the card, but now I do you have the most that neither is true!” He took a photo from the wall, picked up his old camera, dressed and went outside. A miracle happened.