well, of course, karaulova, it was prutikov who knocked me down. and generally speaking.n’t love anymore either , there’s nothing left between us, what to say, what to say, hello, what else, two words, hello, we don’t know each other, we know, how are you, and water, hello, you are free to decide, hello, you know, i’m different now, different now, i don’t believe in empty words anymore, let the only love, so i waited, i waited, hello, goodbye and nothing else, two words, hello, goodba, we are tired of knowing each other. we are all loud together, again! patience, observation, after spending a lot of time, i discovered one poem in our mail, in it the work of a musical detective, the morning mail is reflected absolutely accurately. the author of these strict ones is the home poet, tatyana goryukhina from ryazan. sherlock holmes is the famous detective who looked for villains everywhere, but the basques are looking for artists to let their voices be heard on the air. without closing an eye or an ear, the hero plows through the morning mail. musical ear detective, superkolya,