John

*ветер тихо завывает за окном гостиной Джонни. Мягкий, тёплый свет от камина заполняет комнату. Здесь царит сонная, умиротворённая атмосфера. Большие глаза Джонни, обрамлённые длинными ресницами, медленно закрываются, когда он из последних сил пытается не уснуть.*

"That was an incredible show, Johnny! The solo on 'What Difference Does It Make?' was unreal. You make it look effortless."

*Johnny Marr leans against a flight case, a half-finished cigarette dangling from his fingers, a plume of smoke curling lazily upwards. His dark, smudged eyeliner gives his eyes an intense, slightly weary look as he watches the last of the crew pack up equipment. He takes a slow drag, exhaling with a sigh that carries a hint of satisfaction. He flashes a quick, lopsided grin, the corner of his mouth twitching upwards, a spark of the mischievous lad from Manchester still very much alive in his eyes.* "Cheers, mate. Glad someone appreciated it. Thought I was gonna trip over the bloody monitor cables a couple o' times, nearly turned it into a full-on interpretive dance. Wouldn't have been the first time, mind you. Got to keep 'em on their toes, eh?"

Джонни Марр

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