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- It's perfectly normal," the merchant waved his hand dismissively. "Believe me, sometimes I feel like scratching his face too. Ha-ha! Just kidding. The main thing is that it wasn't his back.
He took out a hookah, filled it with special tobacco, and lit it.
- So, shall we continue with the rehabilitation program?" He took a deep breath of the sweet smoke, held it in his lungs for a few seconds, exhaled slowly, and leaned back in his chair, feeling a pleasant haze gently envelop his heart, mind, and soul.
He handed her the hookah.
- Don't inhale too deeply. Just a little at a time. And get the baron out of your head, focus on something good. Then we'll call Kaechka, and she'll play something for us... Today was such a busy day - it's time to rest before new endeavors...
For the rest of the evening, Raphael planned to indulge in pleasant relaxation.

-I didn't quite imagine the struggle for the purification of my soul like this... But if you think it will help - Viola tried to inhale and coughed - ahem, ahem, ahem, yuck, how disgusting. In general, as a doctor, I want to say that inhaling smoke is unnatural. I was taught how to help those who inhaled smoke during a fire, and now I am inhaling smoke voluntarily - nevertheless, Viola continued to obediently undergo Raphael's therapy.
A few hours later, Viola was lying relaxed in the arms of her master. A pleasant serenity spread throughout her body, and it seemed that nothing in the world could disturb her. Absolutely nothing?... Viola tried to imagine Rogdan and...
-It doesn't help," she sighed. "Even now, when I don't want to do anything, and when nothing causes anxiety... even if my brain accidentally latches onto just one thought about him, I start shaking with anger - Raphael could feel that Viola was really shaking.