ostrikovo, ivan kulakov, vesti kamchatka.week tour of south america, happy birthday. i don’t understand anything, what’s going on here? why did you come? why did i find a piece of paper in your office, a divorce certificate, what kind of stupid joke is this? this is not a joke , this is your new reality, it was erased from your own life, now we have nothing, no car, no house, i have no business and no husband, which means it’s time to build a new one, tell me, you’ve seriously decided to develop yourself from scratch, i i want to prove that it is impossible to drown me, the stable is on fire, lord, what is it, how can it be so, and andrei, where? on march 8 at rtr, it so happened that i never had the opportunity to meet mihan mikhailovich himself, it’s his ninetieth birthday, we’re meeting with you, on the anniversary of the main duty officer in the country, he had such enormous talent that until his last years he continued to write talentedly, mikhail. was an irrepressible person in this sense, he was simply a woman lover, a