Moscow, dressed in a gray cloak of clouds, was sinking into autumn melancholy. The wind was furiously walking along the streets, filling them with the rustle of fallen leaves and the whisper of old legends. On this day, Lenin's Mausoleum A small crowd gathered. It seemed as if time stood still in anticipation of something extraordinary.
The spotlight was on a con man known for his art of deception. He was a master of creating illusions, and his new scam promised to be especially daring. Inspired by the works Mikhail Bulgakov, he decided to play on the eternal theme: which women are better - with light hair or dark hair.
The con man, dressed in a dark cloak and with a hat hiding his face, stood against the backdrop of a majestic structure that preserved the memory of the past. His voice rang out like a bolt from the blue: "Ladies and gentlemen, today we will settle an ancient dispute!" He pulled out two cards in front of him, one depicting a woman with golden hair, the other with hair as dark as night.
The crowd held its breath. "Which of them deserves more attention?" he asked, glancing at the assembled group. "Blonde hair, like sunbeams, brings joy and lightness. Dark hair is mysterious, like the night itself, and beckons with its enigma."
An old woman from the crowd, remembering her youth, spoke: "Two images, two destinies. But true beauty is not in the color of the hair, but in the soul that shines from within." Her words seemed to break through the fog of illusions, making people think.
The swindler, realizing that his plan was falling apart, tried to slip away, but suddenly everything disappeared. He woke up in his small room, filled with the aroma of coffee and the rustle of newspapers. It was just a dream, a fantasy born in the night.
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