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Well, let her go.
– But.
– Did you hear what I said? – in the voice of a black woman metal rang.

Grumbling, like a beaten dog, the negro released my throat and, together with his boyfriends, went back to the bar.
A black woman with a graceful walk of a hunting panther came up to me and it took me some effort not to show my excitement.
“Thank you,” I said uncertainly.
“What the hell did you bring here,” the girl replied angrily, “don’t you know what awaits such a white chick in a black area?” “I didn’t know what this district was,” I smiled shyly, “I’ll be more careful next time.”
“Next time, I might not be around,” the girl chuckled, looking me up and down.
– You’re not local, it is immediately visible.
But it does not look like a tourist.
What is your name and where are you from? “Arkansas,” I replied, “or rather Ozark, on the border with Missouri.”
And my name is Amber.
– little woman? – a black woman raised her eyebrows and when I nodded affirmatively, she laughed loudly – well, you know how to find.
adventures on her white ass, – she leaned forward and slapped me on the above part of the body.
Strange, but it did not seem offensive to me at all.
– Is there anyone to look after you? She asked.
I shook my head – “Okay, blondie, then I’ll have to do it,” she said, “Mike and his boyfriends aren’t the worst thing to do.”
My name is Isabel, by the way.
Let’s go to! With these words, she grabbed my hand and led me forward.
I did not resist – how quickly this girl managed to ward off the gang of black burglars unwittingly inspired respect and hope that this black panther could protect me from other dangers.

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Therefore, immediately took her leadership and followed Isabelle.
She confidently walked forward, as if these places were well known to her, and yet it was obvious that my black savior was a bird of higher flight than slum dwellers.
“Us here,” Isabelle waved her hand, turning the corner.
I turned behind her and suddenly found myself on a rather cozy and quiet street.
It was evident that this was a very old part of the city.
We passed between two ancient buildings, and found ourselves at the facade of a high house, decorated with pilasters and stucco.
At the entrance, a tall black man was treading from one foot to the other.
My companion whispered a few words to his ear, then turned around and beckoned me to her.
“Come on,” she said.
“You should visit this place.”
We went through the carved wooden doors and found ourselves in a spacious hall filled with elegant tables, stylized antique.
Only red lamps illuminated this restaurant, plunging it into a scarlet twilight.
In the depths of the hall there was a small

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stage, and on it – an elderly Negro, who played softly blues.
All the tables were already occupied, but the approaching waitress whispered something in Isabel’s ear and led us to an empty seat.
Having submitted the menu, she froze nearby, waiting for orders.
– Do you want to eat? The black woman asked me.
I nodded silently.
Isabelle called the waitress and showed her a few lines on the menu.
“And two servings, Jenny,” she added, “will you have something to drink?” – she turned to me.
– Yes, – I nodded, – I would not refuse beer.
“Get rid of beer,” Isabel grinned, “not in her village.”
Two martinis, please, – she made a sign to the waitress.
The girl nodded and flew off with the order.
Soon she brought us two glasses with a translucent drink.
I carefully took a sip, grimacing from the habit, and looked questioningly at the black woman.
She sat back down in a chair, looking at me curiously, like a strange little animal.
“Well, tell me,” she said, sipping a martini lightly.
I began to tell the story of my life – in sufficient detail and truthfully in general, having lied only about the last year.
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