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The facade is cleanly whitewashed and there were three little fish adorning the signs that probably signified these minnows and ornate letters.
Small, rounded steps led to the massive entrance door.
almost at the entrance was a skinny man in a funny hat, which looked like a beret, an old jacket of obscure color and obviously small in size and studs, more like galoshes.

– Noble Senor and Senorita! I am glad to welcome – the man has rattled his affectionately bowing.
– Duremar, that’s what I need for you! Karabas Barabas broke into a smile.
– And tell me Duremulya, is it not Shura Murin and Mura Shurin who is here now? “And she meaningfully patted herself.”
Duremar was perfectly familiar with this gesture, and the anticipation of easy business took over the rest of the senses.
– How not to be.

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and they looked very pleased, and Shura so simply shone with happiness and straightened his pants.
– Hearing this, Karabas Barabas looked at Josephine, who modestly lowered her eyes.
– So show! – And Karabas Barabas for persuasiveness took the coins out of his pocket.
This argument for Duremar was more than enough.
He obligingly opened the door of the tavern and slipped inside.
The girls were immediately overwhelmed by the harsh smells of tobacco, burnt porridge, sweat and something sour.
The room turned out to be much more than could be judged from the outside.
Inside it was spacious, but gloomy.
A huge stand opposite the entrance and three or four tables around the perimeter of the institution.
At the table by the window sat a young couple posing as social beauties.

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An overweight and moody bearded man sat modestly and lonely in the far corner of the rack, and against the wall to the right was a noisy company.
– Here they are! Himself.
– Squealed Duremar pointing to the company.
The coins quickly moved from the wide palm of the Carabas to the obligingly substituted Duremar pocket.
and he was gone, even if it was not there at all.
With a wide, confident gait, Karabas headed towards the company.
But before she could even make a couple of steps, Josephine was already clinging to Shura’s shirt, screaming and shaking her like a pear.
The girls, who were so comfortably attached to Shura’s knees, abruptly jumped up with a shriek and wanted to run away.
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