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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 8× “perevedi na literaturnyi russkii iazyk: He emptied the conte...” over less than a minute (Feb 21, 2024 – Feb 21, 2024), oldest first. Show: 10 15 50 100
Feb 21, 2024 at 11:24 AM MSK — 2 turns Russia fiction View full conversation
USER: perevedi na literaturnyi russkii iazyk: He emptied the contents of her drawers and scanned papers, mostly paycheck stubs and tear sheets from Vogue and Harper's Bazaar. He saw the large check-book of their joint account. When he found the time he did the balancing, but mostly he relied on her. He thumbed through the stubs. There were other items: her passport, stationery, pencils, cast-off bits of string, broken sunglasses, bric-a-brac of a past life. He felt no sentiment. They were merely things, inanimate, now worthless. Vivien looked through Lily's bedroom closet. "Nothing of consequence in the pockets. Just the usual female things." She grew contemplative. "She had a terrific wardrobe. Size eight." "She got the clothes at a discount." "So she was quite good-looking," Vivien mused vaguely. He pointed to her passport. "See for yourself." She picked it up and studied it. "A dark beauty." "You can't really tell from that picture. She had the family nose, which you can't see from that full view. Aquiline, I think you're supposed to call it. But on her it looked good. Went with her eyes." Still proud, he thought, baffled. Vivien studied the picture for a long time, then put the passport down, stole a glance at herself in the mirror, shifted, posed for a side view. "Opposites. Maybe that was it," she said. Vivien was fairer, taller, larger-boned, with a bigger bosom. In the mirror she saw him inspecting her and flushed. He came and stood beside her, offering the physical compari...
CHATBOT: On opustoshil soderzhimoe eio iashchikov i probezhal glazami po bumagam, v osnovnom eto byli platiozhnye vedomosti i reklamnye listki iz zhurnalov Vogue i Harper's Bazaar. Uvidel velikolepnuiu chekovuiu knizhku ikh sovmestnogo scheta. Kogda poiavlialos' vremia, on zanimalsia sverkoi schetov, no v osnovnom polagalsia na neio. On pal'tsami perelistyval chekovye kvitantsii. Byli i drugie predmety: eio pasport, pischaia bumaga, karandashi, vybroshennye obrezki verevok, razbitye solntsezashchitnye ochki, melochi iz proshloi zhizni. On ne ispytyval nikakikh chuvstv. Eto prosto veshchi, bezzhiznennye, teper' bespoleznye. Viv'en osmatrivala soderzhimoe shkafa v spal'ne Lili. "V karmanakh nichego znachimogo. Prosto obychnye zhenskie melochi." Ona pogruzilas' v razmyshleniia. "U neio byl velikolepnyi garderob. Vos'moi razmer." "Ona pokupala odezhdu so skidkoi." "Znachit, ona deistvitel'no byla privlekatel'noi," zadumchivo predpolozhila Viv'en. On kivnul v storonu eio pasporta. "Posmotri sama." Ona vziala ego i vnimatel'no izuchila. "Tiomnaia krasavitsa." "Po etoi fotografii ne ochen'-to poniatno. U neio byl semeinyi nos, kotoryi iz etogo rakursa ne vidno. Dumaiu, ego nazyvaiut orlinym. No na nei on vygliadel khorosho. Garmoniroval s eio glazami." Vsio eshchio gordilsia eiu, on ponial, smushchionno. Viv'en dolgo izuchala fotografiiu, zatem polozhila pasport, vzglianula na sebia v zerkalo, perestroilas', zaniala pozu dlia profil'nogo vida. "Protivopolozhnosti. Mozhet, v etom bylo delo," skazala ona. Viv'en byla svetlee, vyshe, krupnee kosti, s bol'shei grud'iu. V zerkale ona videla, kak on osmatrivaet eio, i pokrasnela. On podoshiol i vstal riadom s nei, predlozhiv fizicheskoe sravnenie. "Orson byl vyshe na shest' futov tri diuima," skazala ona, gliadia na ego otrazhenie. "Na piat' diuimov vyshe menia. Navernoe, i v luchshei forme tozhe." On pokhlopal sebia po zhivotu, kotoryi nemnogo umen'shilsia za poslednie dni. "Ia byl postroinee." "Orson zanimalsia begom. Szhigal kalorii. Takzhe on sledil za soboi za stolom. Bol'she, chem ia." Itak, on byl vyshe i, naverniaka, krasivee, nesomnenno, umnee. "Zvuchit tak, budto ia ne byl dlia nego konkurentom." "I ia tozhe." "Ty byla drugoi. Ona byla bolee..." "Nezhnoi." "Ona byla dovol'no sil'noi. S bol'shim zapasom energii. Ia pervyi ustaval." "I ia tozhe. Ran'she ia vinila v etom Bena. On deistvitel'no menia vymatyval. Mozhet byt', v etom i byla chast' problemy." On ne otvetil, ne zhelaia snova vozvrashchat'sia k etoi teme, no pr...
USER: perevedi na literaturnyi russkii iazyk, etot i vse posleduiushchie fragmenty teksta: Edward always left the house early, before seven. It gave him a chance to get into the office and plan the day. It had become a habit. Lily was always still in bed, fogged with sleep. He had even developed a superstition about it, as if the day might be a disaster if he had not kissed her. Since she was asleep, she never reacted, and he had been very gentle, not wanting to wake her. How thoughtful, he mocked himself. Lily's working day began, when she wasn't traveling, at ten. She often told him how frenetic her day was. The retail business--it sucked you in. He worked late most nights. She did not. She, therefore, had ample opportunity to meet Orson while Edward worked. Except that the routine was not consistent, and their relationship implied consistency. "Orson was an early bird," Vivien said. "Not Lily." "He used to jog in the mornings." She brushed a hand over her chin, again making the now familiar gesture of looking at the ceiling. "Then he stopped and began to jog in the evenings." She became animated, turning to face him. "But he continued to rise at six and leave for the office before seven. He claimed he could always get more done before people started to come in." "He was right about that." "He rarely stayed late at the office. He nearly always came home for dinner. First he'd jog for half an hour, then he'd shower. Then we'd eat together in the dining room. After dinner he'd go i...
CHATBOT: Edvard vsegda ukhodil iz doma rano, do semi utra. Eto davalo emu vozmozhnost' popast' v ofis i splanirovat' den'. Eto stalo privychkoi. Lili vsegda eshche lezhala v posteli, okutannaia snom. On dazhe porodil sueverie na etot schet, kak budto den' mog obernut'sia katastrofoi, esli by on ne potseloval ee. Tak kak ona spala, ona nikogda ne reagirovala, i on byl ochen' akkuraten, ne zhelaia ee budit'. Kak vnimatel'no, nasmekhalsia on nad soboi. Rabochii den' Lili nachinalsia, kogda ona ne byla v komandirovkakh, v desiat' utra. Ona chasto rasskazyvala emu, kakoe bezumie tsarit v ee dne. Roznichnaia torgovlia -- ona zasasyvaet tebia. On rabotal do pozdna pochti kazhdyi vecher. Ona -- net. Sledovatel'no, u nee bylo bolee chem dostatochno vozmozhnostei vstrechat'sia s Orsonom, poka Edvard byl na rabote. Edinstvennoe, chto rasporiadok u nikh ne byl postoiannym, a ikh otnosheniia predpolagali stabil'nost'. "Orson byl zhavoronkom," skazala Vivien. "Ne Lili." "On obychno probegal utrenniuiu probezhku." Ona provela rukoi po podborodku, snova sovershaia uzhe znakomyi zhest, kogda smotrela v potolok. "Potom on ostanovilsia i nachal begat' vecherami." Ona ozhivilas', povernuvshis' k nemu litsom. "No on prodolzhal vstavat' v shest' i ukhodit' v ofis do semi. On utverzhdal, chto vsegda mozhno bol'she sdelat', do togo kak liudi nachinaiut prikhodit'." "On byl prav." "On redko zaderzhivalsia v ofise. Pochti vsegda vozvrashchalsia domoi na uzhin. Snachala on begal polchasa, zatem prinimal dush. Potom my uzhinali vmeste v stolovoi. Posle uzhina on ukhodil v svoi kabinet i rabotal." "Znachit, vecherom oni vstretit'sia ne mogli." "Uchityvaia rasporiadok Orsona, ne reguliarno." "Mozhet byt', obedennoe vremia?" Vremia, kogda takie vstrechi proiskhodiat chasto, podumal on. Obshcheizvestno. "V iuridicheskoi firme byla svoia stolovaia. Tuda prikhodili klienty." "Dniom? Posle obeda?" Razve oni byli nastol'ko samozabvenny, nastol'ko ne vnimatel'ny, nastol'ko glupy? "Vy ne znaete iuristov. Oni vedut tochnyi uchet vremeni." "On mog sovrat', vnesti lozhnye dannye. Pomnite, my imeem delo s izoshchrennymi, raschetlivymi liud'mi." "Miss Sparks, ego sekretarsha, zametila by. Eto byla distsiplina firmy." "Vozmozhno, ona i zametila, no promolchala. Derzhala rot na zamke." "Vozmozhno." "Vykhodnye?" On vstal i nachal khodit' po komnate. "Subbota byla rabochim dnem dlia nas oboikh. Voskresen'iami my spali do obeda. V voskresen'e my byli vmeste." "Orson mnogo vremeni provodil s Benom po vykhodnym. M...
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