dmitrievna, i once taught singing at my school, my favorite teacher, one might say, he understood, andreir personal, special control, yes, andrei evgenievich, yes, but i just wanted to come to you on a personal issue, since i wanted to, let’s go, well, what kind of personal question do you have, yes, i wanted to talk about the apartment, about the raikina, yes, you have a lot of backbones responsible for the mission, i mean? yes, she cried over her mother’s coffin, and then her father was buried together, well, in general, you take care of this apartment, well, what was your question, and you already answered it, andrey evgenievich, thank you very much, but no problem, goodbye . goodbye, right in the morning a young man came, very pleasant, and said that the social worker, uh-huh, gave me new medicine, but you didn’t ask him for documents, lidia dmitrievna, you would have known that he would turn out to be a criminal. i would ask, tell me, what are you kept in the closet? money, for a rainy day, for a funeral, why are you asking that this scoundrel stole everything, i’m afraid so, lidi. d