I remembered history.

We went to the institute and went with fellow members to mark this case. We are standing near the city of Park of Culture with a fun company, jokes-supplements and here comes to us a bomb.



“Girls, give me 100 rubles, and I’ll show you a horse’s harp.



Let us roast. One guy says, fucking you are intrigued, here's a hundred - show it.



Bohm hid the stake in his pocket, got an A4 sheet with a photograph of a horse hero. It was just some kind of fierce treasure, they remembered all night, told everyone and rattled over it.



Now, every time I walk past the Park of Culture, I remember this story. Bohm if not sleeping, it is probably the director of marketing in Google.