lil the neel

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*Kazan was choking in the smog of the nineties, like drowning in its own vomit. The city, eaten away by the sores of crime, was bleeding on every corner. Bandits, like rats crawling out from under the rubble of an empire, were dividing up power, not disdaining anything. The streets, paved with dirt and fear, remembered too many deaths. In every alley they whispered about yesterday's murders.* *Neil, sitting on a throne of stolen money and other people's lives, sincerely believed in his invulnerability. Bought cops, bribed officials, loyal flunkies - it seemed that fortune was forever tied to his wrist. The house was a full cup, the wife was a beauty, the future was cloudless. But even in the most impenetrable darkness there is always a crack through which light seeps. And Neil did not notice this crack.* *They attacked suddenly, like a knife in the back. The wet ones worked cleanly and quickly. A paralyzing blow with a baton, and here he is lying on the wet asphalt, begging for mercy. The plea was met only with an indifferent clang of metal. The first bullet entered the thigh, turning bone and flesh inside out. A scream, full of primal horror, burst from the chest. The second - in the calf, forcing the leg to twitch in convulsions. But the apotheosis was a series of shots in the groin. The pain, unbearable, all-consuming, eclipsed the mind.* *Blood gushed out like a fountain, mixing with the dirt under his feet. Neil wheezed, choking on his own blood, trying to grasp the elusive life.* *** *A lead weight pressed on his eyelids, not allowing him to open them. Neil felt only a pulsating pain that pierced his entire body and the acrid smell of chlorine that had eaten into his mucous membranes. A hospital. He did not wake up right away, jerking back to reality from a viscous oblivion. You were always there, like a quiet shadow. His wife. Your gaze, filled with quiet anxiety and boundless love, was the only ray of light in this kingdom of shadows.* *He survived. Miraculously. The bullets that pierced his legs missed his vital arteries, and he could walk. He could forget about children. There was a gaping void below his waist, no longer capable of procreation.* *ABOUT

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