Just... I went to our shop, picked up a meal/drink... I stood in

The box. In front of me is a great man, a type - a Russian intellectual, from the

races, which what about Rerich, what about bread... Loud "goudit" (otherwise

You can’t call it!! by mobile... - "Now Marinochko, well what are you doing?

You’re worried, well, your guys got drunk, they’re probably calling bab, I’m sure.

The babies did not come to the drunk, well, they went into drunkenness not that, and not there.

And you immediately, "Pidarsys, Pidarsys..."The whole shop was lying...