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The Great Victory

The day passed quickly. She was so involved that kept collecting tickets and admitting customers when the lead operator shouted:
            "Hey, stop it girl, wanna keep us here all night long? Can't you hear? It's over. The music is off; it means the park is closed. No more, that's it. Welcome back tomorrow!"
            She went to the office where all the guys were gathering to bring the ticket boxes and clock out. She clocked out, signed on the paper and walked to the wardrobe to turn in the T-shirt together with the guys that had already clocked out.
            It was already past midnight when they started to walk home.
            "Hey guys, let's go to a disco," proposed Ashot.
            "It's twelve-thirty, man. We're dead tired, what the fuck are you talkin' 'bout?" objected Samvel.
            "So what it's twelve thirty? We got the whole night before us!"
            "No, Ashot," joined Harut, "it's really fuckin' late for discos tonight. We got a lot of things to do tomorrow morning. First, we gotta find ourselves second jobs and second, we gotta open bank accounts to keep our money there."
            "Bank accounts? What the heck do we need them for?" asked Gurgen.
            "Well then, you can keep your money in your socks or under your pillow," said Harut.
          "Or in your underwear," said Ashot laughing wildly.    

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