georgievna, that’s all.onskoye belochka and nekolya, well, red square, that’s how i am. the soviet reader is really looking forward to your memoirs, very fane georgievna, this is unlikely, i hope you will change your mind, good luck, goodbye, everything has cooled down, the devil, and there are people in whom only worms live. kostya, look at me with your cameraman’s eye and tell me i don’t look good, what’s the matter, that’s why they walk around and are these publishers walking around? they want memoirs, they want them, well, who wouldn’t want otranevskaya’s memoirs, faust took 60 years to write, so you have time, i don’t remember a damn thing, kostya, let ’s film our life. almost an epilogue, and with this epilogue you and i will give them the answer to the most popular question for me, i’m even afraid to ask, several years ago i came to ephres with a play about two lonely old men who have five children at the end of their lives. “old people become a burden to children, and they send them to different citi