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"Malo je starija nego što izgleda, znaš." došapnula mi je devojka u plavom.
"Da, to sam otprilike shvatio... Znaš li gde mogu da je nađem?"
"Da li znam?", nasmešila se blago, "Pa mi smo najbliže komšinice! Dođi, odvešću te!"
Ustala je i pružila mi ruku, što sam skoro instinktivno prihvatio.


"She's a bit older than she seems, you know", the girl in blue whispered.
"Yeah, I kinda got that... Do you know where I can find her?"
"Do I?", she smiled mildly, "Why, we're the closest of neighbours! Come, I'll take you there!"
She stood, holding out her hand, which I took almost on instinct.


Pomisao da ćemo vrlo brzo stići do mesta gde je bila moja misteriozna balerina činila me je pomalo nervoznim; svaki sekund puta mrvio me je iznutra, pa sam vreme popunjavao neprekidnim pitanjima.
"Znaš kako se zove? Koliko ima godina? Odakle je? Čime se bavi? Koliko ste vas dve bliske? Šta znaš o njenima? Šta voli da čita, koju muziku sluša - izgledalo mi je da joj se sviđa ono od sinoć - koja joj je omiljena boja, jel'imakućneljubimce,dalihrčedokspava,kojijojjeomiljenifilmdaliuopštevolifilmove..."
"E, stigli smo!"
Smesta sam zaćutao - nekim čudom nisam ni primetio da se već nalazimo ispred ogromne zgrade; štaviše, bili smo na samom ulazu.
"Majkoviću, koliko je ovo! Nisi mi rekla da živite u Empajer stejtu!"
"Zapravo ti samo izgleda tako - nema ni deset spratova."
"Daj, lažeš..."
"Ozbiljno. Ali ima gomilu međuspratova i ostava, i nebulozno velike hodnike. Hajd'mo!"


Just the thought of how quickly we'll get to the place where my mysterious ballerina was made me kind of uneasy; every second of the way there seemed to crumble me inside, so I decided to fill the time spewing questions.
"Do you know her name? How old is she? Where's she from? What does she do for a living? How close are you two? Do you know anything about her folk? What does she like to read, what music is she in to - it seemed she liked that stuff from last night - what's her favourite colour, doesshehaveanypets,doesshesnoreinhersleep,what'sherfavouritemoviedoessheevenlikemovies..."
"Well, here we are!"
Immediately, I grew silent - somehow I didn't notice we were already in front of a huge building; furthermore, we were at the very entrance.
"Blimey, look at the size of this thing! You didn't mention you lived in the Empire state building!"
"Actually, it only looks that way - it's less than ten floors."
"Oh, c'mon..."
"Seriously. There is a bunch of mezzanines and pantries, though, and some insanely large hallways. Let's go!"


Njen stan je bio na drugom spratu, jedan ispod devojke u plavom. Bila je u pravu - hodnik je, činilo se, bio duži od razdaljine koju smo prešli dolazeći do njihove zgrade. Uticaj rakije i mog usedeličkog života ponovo je pokazao svoje ispijeno, naborano lice kada sam, bez daha, morao da usporim negde na tričetvrt puta.
"Hajde, još samo malo. Pokazaću ti nešto što sigurno nisi video do sad."
"Čekaj bre, ispao sam iz forme od poslednje Olimpijade! Ko vam je pravio ovo, Staljin?", brektao sam, "Nisam znao da se Boing pravi u stambenim zgradama. Mis'im, mogli su da stave krak autoputa ovde, ne bi se primetilo! Jel' imate kondicionog trenera kad treba da pozajmite šećer?"
Zakikotala se i pridigla me, blago ali u isti mah i čvrsto. Najzad, priđosmo vratima čijom je površinom preovladavala neobično velika, svetla špijunka.


Her flat was on the second floor, one below the girl in blue. She was right - the hallway was seemigly longer than the distance we covered going to the building. Now, again, the influence of schnaps and my spinster lifestyle showed its gaunt, wrinkly face as I had to slow down, breathless, some three quarters of the way through.
"Come on, just a bit further. I'll show you something I'm sure you've never seen before."
"Wait a damn moment, I'm out of shape since the last Olympics! Who made this, Stalin?", I gasped, "I didn't know the Boeing was made in a residential building. I mean, they could've run a freeway here, no one would notice! Do you have a coach to train you for borrowing sugar?"
She chuckled and lifted me up, mildly and yet firmly. At last, we approached the door, its surface dominated by an unusualy large, bright peephole.


"Pogledaj unutra." rekla je devojka u plavom, pokazujući pokretom očiju na špijunku.
"Mislim da to ne radi tako..."
"Rekla sam ti - ovo nikad nisi video. Imamo dvosmerne špijunke!"
Zastao sam da proverim da li misli ozbiljno; mislila je. Prislonio sam obraz na vrata i ugledao najčudniji prizor...


"Look inside." said the girl in blue, flashing her eyes to the peephole.
"I don't think it works that way..."
"I told you - you've never seen this before. We've got two-way peepholes!"
I paused to see if she was serious; she was. Pressing my cheek to the door, i looked and saw the strangest sight...



"Štakojmoj", pomislih dok se oko mene prostor deformisao. Kao na pokretnoj traci, devojka u plavom nepomično se udaljavala od mene, zidovi počeše da se rastavljaju a pod mi izmiče pod nogama, kao onaj neugodni trzaj koji se desi tik pre no što utonem u san; špijunka je istovremeno sa ovime rasla, dok nije obuhvatila čitav vidokrug. Naposle, ostadoh u nekom beskraju neba maglovitih oblaka, na suvom, vrelom tlu i ispred mene - ona.
Ne mogu da opišem jasno osećaj koji mi je stvorio sam pogled na nju - dovoljno je reći da je skoro prevazilazio šok, stravu i uzbuđenje koje me je snašlo samo par trenutaka pre. Mucavo joj se obratih.
"Zdravo, ja sam Uks... Videli smo se sinoć..."
Kročila je prema meni, talasajući svakim pokretom oblake visoko nad nama. Nije više bila u obličju balerine. Otvorila je pune, senzualne usne i glasom poput nadolazeće tople plime rekla:
"Znam. Ja sam...


"WhatDafuq", I thought to myself as the space around me deformed. As if on a conveyor belt, the girl in blue moved away from me, motionless, the walls started to fall apart and the floor slipped under my feet, like that unsettling feeling that happens just before I fall asleep; simultaneously with this, the peephole grew larger, until it encompassed the whole view. At last, I was left in an infinite sky of hazy clouds, on the dry, hot ground, and right before me - her.
I can't exactly describe the feeling that came just by looking at her - suffice to say that it almost surpassed the shock, terror and excitement that befell me mere moments ago. Stuttering, I adressed her.
"Hello, I am Uks... I saw you last night..."
She stepped towards me, making waves in the clouds high above us with every move. She was no longer in the form of a ballerina. Opening her full, sensual lips, she said with a voice like a warm rising tide:
"I know. I am...


Nastavak u sledećem broju! / Continued in the next issue!

Dear reader, please excuse the lack of english version of the first part! I have done my best to make the story readable from this issue onwards. You are, of course, still welcome to check out Her.1, there are some neat pics! 😛

Pišemo se za neko vreme, ljubičice moje / Write you in a while, my lovelies,
Q