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C0 sdelai literaturnyi perevod na russkii iazyk sleduiushchikh fragmentov: "That's 1 conv. C1 perevedi literaturno na russkii iazyk fragment: It was now the central fact of O 1 conv. C2 perevedi literaturno na russkii iazyk: She did love their house with its comfort 1 conv. C3 perevedi na russkii iazyk literaturno fragment: "Well, the fact is that Allen is 1 conv. C4 sdelai literaturnyi perevod fragmenta: On the sixth day the first body to be rec 1 conv. C5 perevedi na literaturnyi russkii iazyk fragment: "How do you feel?" he whispered 1 conv. C6 sdelai perevod na literaturnyi russkii iazyk fragmenta teksta: The bright aftern 1 conv. C7 perevedi na literaturnyi russkii iazyk: He nodded, further underlining the resol 1 conv. C8 perevedi na literaturnyi russkii iazyk: He emptied the contents of her drawers a 1 conv. C9 perevedi na literaturnyi russkii iazyk: "Why afraid?" "Just a figure of speech," 1 conv. C10 perevedi na literaturnyi russkii iazyk: But there was no way to turn around. Ins 1 conv. C11 sdelai literaturnyi perevod na russkii iazyk: "And when you find it?" "We'll tak 1 conv. C12 sdelai literaturnyi perevod na russkii iazyk: She nodded and sucked in a deep br 1 conv. C13 sdelai literaturnyi perevod na russkii iazyk: Vivien washed his wound with perox 1 conv. C14 sdelai literaturnyi perevod na russkii iazyk: "It will be like looking for a nee 1 conv. C15 sdelai literaturnyi perevod na russkii iazyk: LIEBERMAN IN LOVE As soon as he en 1 conv. C16 sdelai perevod na russkii iazyk v literaturnom stile: At Nick's, Lieberman dance × 1 conv.
1 conversation in cluster Cluster 16× “sdelai perevod na russkii iazyk v literaturnom stile: At Nic...” over less than a minute (Feb 26, 2024 – Feb 26, 2024), oldest first. Show: 10 15 50 100
Feb 26, 2024 at 2:17 PM MSK — 5 turns Russia fiction explicit toxic View full conversation
USER: sdelai perevod na russkii iazyk v literaturnom stile: At Nick's, Lieberman danced with her for the first time, held her in his arms, smelled her hair, explored the contours of her body, running his hand up and down her back as they danced. Lieberman was in heaven. He controlled his desires carefully. At the end of the evening, when he walked her to her door, he took both of her hands in his, leaned in and kissed her cheek. She didn't mind. In fact she stood on tiptoes and kissed him on the mouth, a non-sexual kiss of thanks. Lieberman floated back to the limousine. When he got home he called Shaleen's answering service and left a message. She arrived at his apartment a little after midnight. "This is my busy time, Lieberman. It's gonna cost you." He handed her a signed check. "Fill in the blanks," he said. "It costs what it costs." Lieberman, wanting to know everything about Kate and her husband, called in a private detective. His name was Mr. Woo. He looked like a busboy, Lieberman thought. He reminded himself that the detective came highly recommended by a reputable lawyer. Mr. Woo wore a cheap Panama hat, a cheap Hawaiian shirt, baggy black trousers and sandals. He wras about five feet tall, and so thin he might have recently escaped from a country with a food shortage. Lieberman explained what he wanted to know. "Involves surveillance," said Mr. Woo. "Time is expensive." "It costs what it costs," said Lieberman. "Money I've got, information I don't." He gave Mr. Woo their...
CHATBOT: V dome Nika Liberman vpervye potantseval s nei, zakliuchil eio v svoi ob'iatiia, vdokhnul zapakh eio volos, izuchil kontury eio tela, poglazhivaia ruku vverkh i vniz po eio spine v takt tantsu. Liberman byl na sed'mom nebe ot schast'ia. On tshchatel'no sderzhival svoi zhelaniia. V kontse vechera, kogda on provozhal eio do dverei eio kvartiry, on vzial eio ruki v svoi, naklonilsia i potseloval v shcheku. Ei eto ne pokazalos' nepriiatnym. Bolee togo, ona vstala na tsypochki i potselovala ego v guby, blagodaria neseksual'nym potseluem. Liberman vozvratilsia k svoei limuzine slovno paril. Kak tol'ko on priekhal domoi, on pozvonil na avtootvetchik Shalin i ostavil soobshchenie. Ona priekhala v ego apartamenty okolo polunochi. "Eto moio rabochee vremia, Liberman. Eto budet stoit' vam dorogo." On protianul ei chek s podpis'iu. "Zapolniai," - skazal on. - "Skol'ko stoit, stol'ko i oplachu." Zhelaia znat' vsio o Keit i eio muzhe, Liberman obratilsia k chastnomu detektivu. Zvali ego mister U. Vygliadel on, po mneniiu Libermana, kak ofitsiant. Liberman napomnil sebe, chto detektiv byl nastoiatel'no rekomendovan uvazhaemym iuristom. Mister U nosil deshiovuiu panamu, nevzrachnuiu gavaiskuiu rubashku, meshkovatye chiornye briuki i sandalii. On byl chut' vyshe piati futov i takoi khudoi, chto, kazalos', nedavno bezhal iz strany s nekhvatkoi edy. Liberman ob'iasnil detektivu, chto khochet uznat'. "Eto potrebuet nabliudeniia", - skazal mister U. - "Vremia dorogo stoit." "Skol'ko stoit, stol'ko i stoit," - skazal Liberman. - "Den'gi u menia est', a informatsii net." On dal misteru U ikh imena, Larri i Keit Makinalli, ikh adres, nazvanie agentstva nedvizhimosti, gde ona rabotala, i ego zvanie na Forte Derussi. "Oni nikogda ne dolzhny uznat'. Vy dolzhny byt' uvereny, chto nikto, s kem vy razgovarivaete, ne donesiot im." U sklonilsia v svoem svoistvennom zheste, slegka raskryl rot, slovno sobralsia govorit'. "Ia znaiu, - skazal Liberman, - dorogo." On dostal svoiu chekovuiu knizhku. "Kak vy, nesomnenno, znaete, u kazhdogo est' tsena za molchanie. Ni etot chelovek, ni ego zhena nikogda ne dolzhny uznat', chto oni byli pod sledstviem." U ulybnulsia, skladyvaia chek i kladia ego v karman rubashki. Cherez shest' dnei otchiot byl dostavlen kur'erom. Prochitav ego, Liberman pochuvstvoval, chto, veroiatno, znaet o Larri Makinalli bol'she, chem znala sama Keit. Kak obychno, on obedal s Keit; on ob'iasnil svoiu izbytochnuiu energiiu, nervoznost', tem, chto ozhidal zvonka, kotoryi dolzh...
USER: sdelai perevod na russkii iazyk v literaturnom stile: "Still not making any progress with your lady love?" asked Shaleen. Lieberman had come to Shaleen's after his third Thursday evening dinner date with Kate. Lieberman sighed. "Three lunches a week, dinner every Thursday. What else can I do?" "Offer her money. Shit, Lieberman, some of these little sex-rataries are just dying to turn an extra buck, especially if their husbands are in low-paying jobs like the military. Offer her a thousand dollars to go to bed with you." "What if she accepts? I'd have to pay her a thousand each time. It would be the same as what we do." "It costs what it costs," said Shaleen mockingly. "You pay me. You get a good lay. It would be the same. Except you're soft at the center, Lieberman. You're in love. You have the mistaken idea that one woman is different from another. It's alright. My business would drop 80% if men realized women are essentially all the same." "That's ridiculous," shouted Lieberman. "There's love and there's sex, and there's mutual respect and companionship and caring." "Sure," said Shaleen. "So how are you gonna get into her pants?" "I don't know. She loves her husband." "Kill him," said Shaleen. "Or have him killed. Out of sight out of mind, you know the old saying." "I couldn't." "Hell, Lieberman, I know people. For $25,000 I could arrange to get anybody knocked off." "That means if I paid you $25,000, you'd only spend $10,000. Is life that cheap?" "Cheaper. You underestimat...
CHATBOT: "Tak i ne prodvigaesh'sia v otnosheniiakh s tvoei vozliublennoi?" - sprosila Shalin. Liberman prishiol k Shalin posle svoego tret'ego chetvergovogo svidaniia uzhinom s Keit. Liberman vzdokhnul. "Tri obeda v nedeliu, kazhdyi chetverg uzhinaem vmeste. Chto eshchio ia mogu sdelat'?" "Predlozhi ei den'gi. Blin, Liberman, nekotorye iz etikh malen'kikh seks-sekretarsh prosto umiraiut ot zhelaniia podzarabotat', osobenno esli ikh muzh'ia zanimaiut malooplachivaemye pozitsii, kak v armii. Predlozhi ei tysiachu dollarov za to, chtoby ona legla s toboi." "A esli ona soglasitsia? Mne pridiotsia platit' ei tysiachu kazhdyi raz. Eto bylo by to zhe samoe, chto i to, chto my delaem." "Stol'ko stoit, skol'ko stoit," - nasmeshlivo skazala Shalin. - "Ty platish' mne. Poluchaesh' khoroshii seks. Eto bylo by to zhe samoe. Tol'ko ty miagok v dushe, Liberman. Ty vliublion. Ty oshibochno dumaesh', chto odna zhenshchina otlichaetsia ot drugoi. Vsio v poriadke. Moi biznes upal by na 80%, esli by muzhchiny poniali, chto zhenshchiny v osnovnom vse odinakovy." "Eto nelepo," - voskliknul Liberman. - "Est' liubov' i est' seks, i est' vzaimnoe uvazhenie, soprovozhdenie i zabota." "Konechno," - skazala Shalin. - "Tak kak ty sobiraesh'sia popast' k nei v shtany?" "Ne znaiu. Ona liubit svoego muzha." "Ubei ego," - skazala Shalin. - "Ili naimi kogo-nibud', chtoby ego ubili. Glaza boiatsia, a ruki delaiut, znaesh' staruiu pogovorku." "Ia ne smogu." "Chiort, Liberman, ia znaiu liudei. Za 25 000 dollarov ia mogu ustroit', chtoby kogo ugodno ubrali." "Eto znachit, chto esli by ia tebe zaplatil 25 000, ty by potratila tol'ko 10 000. Razve zhizn' tak diosheva?" "Deshevle. Ty nedootsenivaesh' moiu zhadnost', Liberman. Ia by potratila tol'ko 2 500. Za eti den'gi paren' by ustroil uzhasnyi besporiadok i, veroiatno, ostavil by svoi otpechatki pal'tsev, no tak i ne uznal by, kto ego nanial i zachem." "Ia ne smogu," povtoril Liberman. "On nevinnyi chelovek. Vozmozhno, poriadochnyi. Sudia po tomu, chto ona govorit, on tozhe eio liubit." "Ty vsio serdtse, Liberman. A pochemu ty ne vliubish'sia v menia? Ia vliublius' v tebia. Prosto dostan' svoiu dolbannuiu chekovuiu knizhku, napishi chislo piat' i dobavliai nuli; ia posmotriu tebe cherez plecho i skazhu tebe, kogda ia vliublius'." "Podozhdi," - skazal Liberman. - "Vozmozhno, est' chto-to, chto ty mogla by sdelat'. Chto by sdelalo mne legche zavoevat' Keit? Esli by Larri ne liubil eio, verno? Esli by on eio brosil, ia byl by eio dobrym, terpelivym, dolgos...
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