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These hands did an amazing head massage. Oleg, though a wild, self-sufficient wolf, and he, of course, could have painted himself in a barbershop, but it was much more pleasant to ask Seryozha about it. Well, first of all, it's not so expensive, although money doesn't seem to be a problem, he's still not used to parting with it so easily. And the money wasn't really his: either Razumovsky gave it to him, or he worked for Razumovsky, and Razumovsky paid him a salary. Secondly, if, of course, you can put it that way, well, it's not boyish. And thirdly, it was just more pleasant to ask Seryozha, and that's it. No other hairdresser would put hair dye on his hair like that. And here everything is included: both the color, brutal black, and the massage, satisfying and relaxing. — Well, why did I become a programmer and not a masseuse? A voice came from somewhere above. Well, not straight from heaven, of course, but, in other things, you get it. — If you went to the masseuse, we probably wouldn't be sitting here right now, — Oleg answered him hoarsely. — Yes, in any case, we were sitting, you always buy the cheapest paint. "She's just a good girl,— he sounded rather offended. – And you're doing pretty well without a massage education, well, if there is one at all. — Well, what about it? If I were a qualified Thai massage specialist now, wouldn't that be a dream? Eh, Oleg? — What kind of Thai massage? You only go from Thai to a prostitute. No offense. Serega didn't seem offended. Well, at least it's stupid to be offended by such jokes, or what do we have? Kindergarten, preparatory group? Nevertheless, the "tuning" continued in silence. But in general, Sergei was partly right — it would take his hands not only to press the buttons on the keyboard. "You shouldn't have abandoned art, of course," Oleg croaked. – You were very good at it. — Don't worry, the midlife crisis will begin — I will definitely continue. It's already necessary to wash it off, " the redhead pulled away and went somewhere. — Well, what are you doing there? Are you coming?