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Reading books fiction Have you ever thought about what fiction is? Probably, such a question may seem surprising: and so everything is clear. Every person throughout his life has to repeatedly create the works he needs for specific purposes - statements, autobiographies, dictations - using not gypsum or clay, not musical notes, not paints, but just a word. At the same time, almost every person will be very surprised if he is told that he thereby created a work of fiction, which is very different from visual art, music and sculpture making. However, everyone understands that a student's essay or dictation is fundamentally different from novels, short stories, news that are created by professional writers. In the works of professionals there is the most important difference - excogitation. But, oddly enough, in a school literature course, you don’t realize the full power of fiction. So using our website in your free time discover fiction for yourself.



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The genre of fiction is interesting to read not only by the process of cognition and the desire to empathize with the fate of the hero, this genre is interesting for the ability to rethink one's own life. Of course the reader may accept the author's point of view or disagree with them, but the reader should understand that the author has done a great job and deserves respect. Take a closer look at genre fiction in all its manifestations in our elibrary.



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>this unknown woman, beyond everything they both ignored, know about each other but also what did the one know about the other that they were aware of?

Well, first of all, that they had noticed each other. In addition, that they both belonged to the Homo sapiens species. And that they were of the male and female gender respectively. That they were not carrying a weapon and that, at least at first glance, they did not have any hostile intentions. That they both were, at that moment at any rate but most likely for some time, all alone. That for them to go for a swim this early in the morning at a pebbled beach, however much it hurt their back and the soles of their feet, they must have sought out solitude and could not stand all the noise and hubbub. That, consequently, as much as they both would die for a sandy beach, the one close by, teem-ing with umbrellas, killed them. That, apparently, one was a local while the other obviously a foreigner.

- Hubbub at 630 in the morning even in a sandy beach? You must be kidding.

- Not at all. Go see. At that time it’s s already full of retirees.

Simos Panopoulos - Look at that

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What was it that made him a local in her eyes? His familiarity for one thing, versus her, for the time be-ing, familiarisation with the place and space around them. As well as his stare. That it was intrusive, let alone threatening to her physical integrity and safety as it might be in some other country, wouldn’t be how she might describe it. Maybe borderline embarrassing and full of curiosity, not necessarily pathological. It was the standard look men had in this country. Even if she neither was nor pretended to be, not even close, a “goddess of beauty”. But that it lifted her up was a fact. The plane had barely landed on the island and already she could feel it either trailing up from her buttocks to her breasts and from there to her face, or, on the odd occasion, following the opposite route in-stead. From that moment on, whether she was dressed up, in her swimming costume, topless or completely in the nude, it pursued her. She had gotten used to it. In her country it was almost non-existent. There, the men did not fixate on passers-by.

Where she was actually from, it occurred to Babis through proof by contradiction. What the heck, he could identify his female compatriots from miles away, thanks to the characteristic manner with which they carried themselves around the beach, a manner

That phrase is grist to the mill to a prone to easily criticism critique which will of course accuse you of what?

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