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Door hammer was made in the form of female sapozhka the high heels. Victoria Martins was delayed for a moment, a piece of shiny yellow brass, for which she did, drew her attention. Hammer was fat, but skillfully executed in the form of high, before knee boot with lacing, densely covering the seductive foot. Laces front were reproduced with all the details, in the sides and rear to have been skillfully engraved metal sutures, which are at present leather boots. Victoria hammer seemed unusual in its own way remarkable. But it was quite dark on a street in that part of town, which represents a fairly vague, cower under the umbrella, trying to shelter from torrential rain, and she hurries.

Therefore, after a brief pause, she struck with a force hammer on the door. Victoria, of course, wanted to be heard, but it is not expected that such a loud sound will be: socks boots blow to the brass plate, caused deafening roar, it seemed all shaken from the roof of the building to the ground. Frightened, do not knock it so much and then stopped. Someone applauded at its tap. The door opened and vzglad Victoria met with eye, looking from the bottom, although at its knock out man: nyzen'ko, thinness, old, but with a sufficiently long black hair, among whom were a lot of gray, there were jacket and ruffles. - Sorry for concern - proiznesla Victoria - Footwear This House? A small man nodded.

- I ask you pass. What can help? - He asked, without pausing between the two phrases. But as Victoria followed his invitation, the answer to his question was obvious. She stood on the stairs, putting his right leg, bent at the knees, on a step higher than the left. When she entered the house, this leg draw up, but the other was forced to bend. At feet from Victoria were on high heeled shoes, and right-heel shoes was completely broken. She stumbled and tried to keep balance. She szhala lips, but of them uspelo fly curse. Little man picked by her arm and helped keep the legs:- Nothing, nothing, Miss.

- Sorry, - said Victoria - ostocheri so annoying. Yet you understand? - Of course. Why not sit down and do not withdraw them. Here dry, unlike the street. He summed her to a chair facing a wall. Victoria village and withdrew shoes. They were lacquered black shoes with straps around the ankles. At their socks and climbs blesteli rain water droplets that are similar in the light of lamps at the tiny sparkling diamonds. While her fingers rasstegivali buckle, Victoria looked around. She was in the hallway. The narrow staircase leading to top, leaving a corridor inside the house. In the air vital steady, but a pleasant smell, thesmell of new leather.

- You know, outside this house is not like a shoe store. - And I did not attempt to do so, - a small man replied. - Are you the owner? - I am the owner - was a response - HSBC James Kean, working since 1965. - Is it so long ago? - Surprised Victoria - As shoppers find you? Here it is not crowded mestoi-I have permanent customers with the very time, as I opened its case. About me tell. You see, I have very personal service - proudly replied Mr. Kean. - Do you mean working hours time. I do not be surprised if you told me to retract in such a late hour. Mr. Kean negatively shook his head: - I never closed to regular customers. Imagefap - debt slaves. If acustomer is familiar to me, he can knock at 3 o'clock in the morning.

- Actually? - Victoria was surprised again - Well, I do not think I ever will be so necessary to fix shoes. VotiOna opened a handbag and get out of chetyrehdyuymovy brilliant kabluchok-pins elegant shape, with smooth transition of the circle with one hand to almost that the island - on the other. - Could you fix it so that it can again obut - Victoria extended a mystery Kinu Broken kabluchok together with tufelkoy. He shook his head, eyes raised to the right tufelku and exploring the place where he was formerly heel. - Bad glue - he pronounced aloud, but how would talk with them himself.

- They cost me money - I noticed with offended notes in the voice of Victoria. - Platya more, do not always get better - responded saying that Mr. Kean while staying focused on studying shoes - Proydem in for service. He went on the corridor. Victoria was not confident that the invitation refers to it, but she decided to follow him and raised his chair. Her legs were covered transparent nylon stockings so thin that they seem almost invisible. To cover with Paul was linoleum, which she feet of cold feet. Mr. Kean on Corridor was held in the studio, obviously not paying attention to what followed sputnitsa. The workshop was a small, not too well-l it room with windows, which were stained glass. Only in one corner, over jobs, burned bright lamp. Even if the room had no subjects, it would not seemed spacious. And it was filled with many different strange-looking objects, which were difficult to pick names: a large number of unusual metal tools, large pieces of skin nevykroennoy separately underlying heels, soles, rises, belts, buckles, zippers, finally, that in most polumrake attracted the attention of Victoria, a complete collection of pads, built in pairs to fit on the shelves of large open-built cabinet.