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It's important to distinguish between so-called "discos" and nightclubs. Visiting discos might only appeal to teenagers or elderly fans nostalgically reminiscing about "Veselye Rebata" and "Ariel." Discos are a festering sore on the body of any resort, sanatorium, or pioneer camp. When I was 13-14, I never understood why my peers went there. They couldn't dance and didn't even try! Maybe they waited for slow dances and invited pretty girls... but to spend several hours in a stuffy room listening to awful music and watching people flail their limbs...:smile21: When I turned 16, I quickly became a regular at all the city's clubs – the difference compared to "discos" seemed striking to me. I also managed to catch the tail end of the "golden age" of the "kolbasery" (a type of club), which have practically disappeared by now. I am often accused of having old-fashioned tastes, but I can't stand the current cult of "rich and beautiful." My element is movement, rhythm that blows your mind. It doesn't matter how much your clothes cost or where you work. What matters is how you dance.
Как можно сделать мутную воду прозрачной? - Не трогай её, и она очистится сама. :smile04: