gas and a range of foodstuffs by this minute. i 'm all set for a meeting at 7:00 pm. program shots of life today we asked the studio for a person like wilmy, knowing good. what is a rigid schedule? and hova peaceful zhityasoyadshinnikov, and the same jazz, folding the witch's hallway. vershi shmad, zeya kih, began to sing songs and worsen in canada i to noble and

young artists, asking us to call home the songwriter konstantin petrovich tsibulsky. and i've got bandaged, many here and a hand, and i 'm trying and tell me when we are when the baby is born. and where am i on the ramp urai hell. i'll probably threaten me and he'll live. i was already a little eighty nine left all the stump. from this birch. only kisa kovika would be a month of little drops, there were tears and bunnies sitting on the grass of this cloak and one did not leak and the oblique bandages bandaged this paw in half. and this hare has grown so great. i put my hand on the table and walk, let's get on hands with you. you me, so i'll open the door. i'll force you about 80, and this is watering. this is dear, kashtuya, konstantin tsibulsky was born this,

mohammed in 1956 was taken away because of the swamp. well done for the women's district in 1973, he graduated from the lebedev seradny school and from 1970 somam entered the belarusian branch of the philological faculty of the belarusian state university, leave his studies, at udelnaya there was a mostatian self-determination, he was a non-commissioned correspondent for the romance program of the belarusian radio, a member of the literary association, philological obduu, after graduating from the university, he was an inspector for the rights of minors in the courts and the city district department at the dreary information was identified by the press center and was a special correspondent for the center of the huge union, the management of dreary spraums in minsk and the regional channel theta for more than 10 years, konstantin tsybulsky was declared older than her literary overeating servants. piratvoru u literary union outer of seven poetry and

song collections konstantin tsibulsky militia lieutenant colonel from the station u znakharuzheny with almonds to the ministry of internal affairs of russia and belarus, a member of the union of writers of belarus and the allied power. senior song section narozhandrovich. i see you at our studio. i myself and all at once behind you, my straightening at the teak is more expensive, some shots of your tia and the life of our crown, but live on the stretch in this sister. i want to miscalculate the footage from the fund killed the tolerance of the company, if you nick them younger, let's see with a hailstorm what i poop. oh, nobody knows just to walk. and zemlyakov, what am i talking about?

oh, nobody knows, that niculator. teak carved chickens from found. i'm big for the first time, honestly nikolay skorikov is in a distant region, i have ships. fyodor zheleg and waxed, the caress of this color of his song. i sang to him in troshochka and read it so that fyodor came here, and nikolai skorikov would recognize my name with fyodor. here is the sultan composer by the court and the canadians, and the joker is back in the back. hanging step goose, and i told him so , yes and he was driving, and he dates, then he wrote three songs for a price. and just this song in the distant lands and break and love to make pairs drove me. won. you are a freak.

point where they don't have left. i took on on the table towel, i’m already weaving from god, you’re a bastard for forgiveness cherry. all the lows on the table are horns, where the cherries are all over the towels on the table this time you are actively in the film friend kotise at the republican clocks in the newspapers perform on pleases or the tower, and i’m on the trapezium at the republican terms of bass information, because with my wife, e among the best the foxes of a reasonable philosopher, and yana, for the sake of her tongue for a year of separation, is not enough to sort out. and i year me to study. i'm on a correspondence course. i am no longer a year old. e lived, that is, he proscored the section for dismantling, but after the police

tropille, uh with food media relatives. well, i think so. i gave this stumble to the curb of creativity, i’m a guest, and i’m already there in case i start writing. uh, songs in a hurry. vershi were written after the accident of the track, one can say with one ego he was there in heaven, but his si- after that such chorales. e, tinnitus, well, besides, in it, i began to write songs, the music is the best. and so she did not know a certain symbiosis. uh, those, uh, tex music comes out, and the knee wrote a basque song on foot, one that is small, what everyone came with a flap to perform. i dare myself captain of militia. no, presti- wait, they stood, i showed ermolenko the texts to him

, lord, yes, calling with his father to nikolai and let's analyze satsura, gentlemen, dabbled. sura , having shown ivanov valery kirillavich ivanov, slept on his several songs for e. you are the day yana flared up this song and yarmolenko took the clip vaskov land of fighting, the city of legends. it's in that part of the house. alive batkovsky friend with a small pine smell, the walls do not sleep, they hurt, sunya betrayal, matulya at the son’s window in

a smile from the rems, there is no shooting range, and a sharp-sighted smell and uzbeks and remember that part, because that ’s exactly what my dear little testaments are like, because from there there is a holy youthful little trap. the farm just didn't burn down. and so here you are from the highway which one is better for us no just pretended to be a catch. these are left-handed songs, molded tops. i think that, in case, they didn’t write about it, if the fact that the wife proscored at school, and in the tenth school, the left

-handed school with archery, uh, russian literature is not enough, and she told the indoor one. i threw eight-year-olds and overgrown with a rumor, because 18 years old at the school and a criminal editor. uh, the vydavskaya center, uh, the academy of kerneling under the president, after all. e, reasonable wise woman. by the way, this is klipanova. good and huts reproach with fireplaces. it was as if the cows hugged me with oaks without words for the name salam, the city hugs with

oaks. what did odessa remember? what was the magician of batkov's bread? guess the brightest sedatives to me quotation years and dad wears plow slowly on his shoulders, and i breathe this smell. roughly speaking, they recently only served the house, and it was etched, and it seemed to me like that and such warm hallways and svetlana had a kerosene lamp and from the ninth grade finished with a kerosene lamp, and they delight the great rada on batteries. uh, standing there on some wrestler. and the

songs are deteriorating and my nose and something. tell me, tell me, and then the songs of moscow evenings sounded, and i fell asleep for the father's hair and skin papa sadi and this song troshin vladimir troshin yak he vykona in this song with such a warm, he has such a soul no. this i think was just an impulse, a kind of impulse. yes, there’s creativity there, that the old man was setting up, and he brings me a child on new year’s, but it pissed me off, because such a cow brings such little accordions, and he, opening it and i subordinate to play, and he otchuet that, that her stalint and two german

waltz-masters appeared full of nail, and i also tightened up the polka waltz there, everything is connected, there are frames. let's take a look at our screens. tired of speak conscience and love tired eyes brigantine raises her eyes. sister, and she is already there for 7 years the oldest metelitsa the wind is such people outside the windows of the troops. and we will write mode. let me teach you a song , they arrived, and she went to study. brigantine is

tired. speak to argue and love tired filibuster eyes gave them the blue sea. the brigantine raises the sails gave them the blue sea, the regantina raises the sails. these are the first songs, ready. the lad fell in love with this song so much, and so at first he had a favorite song on some presses there. the ship of satisfaction beats vehemently son for insubordination for the despised abandoned cosiness of the hands of the flint of songs will intoxicate the hands are pouring dead flint, the fathers of kim yana sing a song for you

. son you look. choose yourself. i'll do what you like, and i've been reading grigory anisovich. fedoseeva caliste. they gave me a couple of books. this is the writing of a geologist geodesist. what kind of card was born by my nogirs and i reread it all the years and the path of trials and the evil spirit, yambuya and pashka from svezhy log, i caught fire to become a geologist, and i have already straightened the popers to the gambling technical school, and the summer, which is not enough, began to write tops and uncle hernia, even cast you on the ground. you live and yanka kupala yakub kolos maksim bogdanovich, and you write the highest and you would

do both risky universities together always what you write under your shawls . i wash both my mother and sister on a vase, and well, who was the first mentor, someone read the ninth grade in this peak, and already lebedev's religion. school game so many opened the school new school new mentors. and here's the scooper. vera ivanovna let me write. well, about the motherland, let this topic go free. we wrote from the decision and for the lesson. i wrote top. uh-huh she was so honored she's a five. ella, it’s up to you that i, so to speak, i serve, and i hope to, uh, a poet, i gave yesenin’s collection and kolya i came for the date of may, the family’s garden, and i went to read yesenin’s collection, i read the wound with a wound. and you thought i could write like that. well, i wove out to the scarlet light lake, the dawns on the bora are crying with phone calls. capercaillie are crying

somewhere. oriole is preserved, but flat. i pershu versu. that's why i'm sailing for you yesenin wrote snow white sang the song birch from blue happiness. well leanin' spilling the spring passions of the heart took the morning with youthful sadness. it foamed in the waves of fog, grew in a radiant radiance, and then on the birch tree i saw droplets of rainbow tears. oh, my birch snow white, why are you crying springtime and throwing it away. cat earrings, when i say goodbye to you, not in love with my guitar. you can’t tell through tears, just shake your hands like a brother at the gates, going to see you off to see you off, it pours again. the spring dawn is only getting darker. stump, like a grave, my snow white is no more. here i remembered this faith was over the sleeves of your light

communism, and i remember the ninth grade ninth grade neighbor, and the child bear brought e the newspaper of holy communism unfolding. well, they are small, duck you are already from our garden, the most terrible. what is the name of ah, write down your fee , these memory for which, of course, these are different things. his vanity and remembrance brought at the postal leaflet eight rubles 50 kopecks for one and i grew up and tore off the motul. this is the first income. your konstantin petrovich what is your colleague thinking about? you look at eight offensive. you have some surprises here. seeing off

the troops amal and i were escorted by the troops, the mother from the tire was a person and she asked the living room for a week, there were some. it means that whoever harmonizes only the gardeon of the tonic of the cymbal, and then just seeing off the troops is the agenda, and i already have everything to lead and 100 people have gathered and with such songs with such a spree. susets

uncle his car broke down and he was guilty to arrive at 16:00, and at 17:00, according to the formation at the molodechno military registration and enlistment office and on pushkinskaya street back and running horse colic 10 km applied to molodechno and i forgot one and managed. it's just uh, the fetus has just rolled over already building recruits to visit. and i'm taking. and who was it there, and tsybulsky oh, fir-trees-sticks, but there without one minute and everything is so-and-so on us on the street nickname, farewell to the slavic orchestra, so the carpathians and deserved it in velma. uh, it's good that i'm in good uh, the athlete was shock to part, well, i wrote. that wrote already

songs to prescribe, after all, uncle grisha and what kind of shaper, from the army, i say, i'm boned i don't give my word away. just into the wind. i batshu that italin, italin, just disappear, then it will be. well, i wouldn’t care and it’s cool for you, and i wrote a military unit. here i sent it to the battalion commander and that haritory recommendation, just as i managed to enter the hillak to undermine in the same department. near this song let's listen. azov wing with

kol olezhka district, slushin, skalistik, or i became the head of the president. i did not show cliques of songs, i looked in no songs, there are icons, again i'm boned. here uh. i would like to, as something about kohanni, and today he played her a cherry there. e melody oh monthly one and my light and i knead wrote the lyrics and came off songs and conversations section now you're better, and who was enlightened, and it's not

not illuminated. it's just written, if the topic is you are controlled by the service of the police, that i did karate and the instructor joked with the police, and

then hand-to-hand combat turned up for a whole year at coaching france, they came with many gordeevich. kazimirovich place, vacated at the inspection for information, call me castus petrovich a. kalibi you, uh, so you can be an inspector for certificates of minors, but this is mine, in principle, this is, uh, filhak somewhere right here, well, not the silencer of the first improved. we will point out that it doesn’t work out, and the first to vyhovyvat, but also vyhovyvat and i immediately gave the form, and my wife, where she was at the maternity hospital, just took her away. so she gave birth to a son, and i'm in uniform with furress. uh, arrived. yes, i seemed to know that i almost threw out minors to the

fullest, so that there would be more storage and a refusal task. you remember your pershins. well such outbursts, uh, i'm good for a witch for opinions. as soon as i myself brought the boss and a certain one declared on the table, the track floated, uh buses e long-distance flights, minsk soligorsk zhidovich and walked on. slutsk e, slutsk ring road and soligorsk and says buses e, they threw stones at one, and other stones at the frontal school were great. ah cobblestones. all i filed was one motorcycle theft. here is the third application, and the region received a call , they wanted to talk about the babble, the fourth application was received by the graves. uh, flipped like this everyone got screwed and everything. this was brought to me by my boss. and how, that is, you can , uh, unwind it, so this is the next operation, the

news is pain and you had to unwind anyway, you don’t throw service and creativity. i say, it helped the peeping process. you carried conversations on vyhovaniya. i think there were serious meals for an hour. for everything there was not a share of the hand. uh-huh, another school gathered the most such losers of discipline and for a year the director handed me a hand and said that kastus petrovich is like you, that, uh, the lads are different. uh, discipline she is a five, and on the water she is again an orc. and they already fucked, so to speak, fours in e, the subjects of separations and the discipline themselves controlled e at the kirov school in literature for the poor poor, none satisfied the literary union of slutsky teak people from so many eminent poets, so many

composers petrovich could have some exact songs for her , well, i certainly improved on myself the exact activities and concerts in the star police day festival. let's guess the available entry gate. rapatny in autumn chestnut shakes the wind lanterns. let's follow the trail through the mists we are supergroups until dawn, chestnuts, chestnuts separation fogs, and at home the wife and daughter are waiting with hope. with love constantly a new group leaves the night, each one relentlessly. with love they will always be, if i know, but

this is a clip i'm not a big program 90. any deck is nice on the right that i'm gray with an uh pattern on a demonstration orchestra of internal troops. e ministry of internal affairs ministry of internal rights and caliste is such a topic. eh, well, he revealed a lot himself, so if he showed it. i say, this is a text and they, well, they were just orders. at you that such a topic e criminal towers. what about the wife coming? with clothes tired of us love constantly room group leaves the night with the hope of hazing with love constantly, but the opera group leaves the night. i

will waste your grace for more than one of your cottage cheese. you will know the activities. for whom did they write the song and what, besides ai-e, connects you with him since 1998, the international film festival of detective films and tv programs of law enforcement anti-terrorist subjects is held annually in the capital of russia, moscow detective, we we forget about ourselves day and night. after all , we want to help people in need. we want the world to be ruled by good borders, not knowing on film cameras sometimes we film evil, we hide it, but all the plots are cool, so that there is less trouble in the world of people. we are not shooting a movie from the star of the epaulet and we are filming that in the world of the law you returned me

23 to 24 years ago the track, memory uh, 1999 . e s- with the ministry of internal affairs with the ministry of internal affairs, they called the caste. we know about petrovich. uh, what is your potential to pass slutsk, what can i do, uh, documentaries three films three films a symphony of children's sadness then the owner or the name of the divine forest your precinct coli-trapion festival sergei stepashin, urged, you are all this arkady vainer, as you were. eh, foreman, uh, of the jury and the film festival, vasily lanovy was the local and all the masters of the film industry, which at the hall of the domo cinema tame the efforts of this nickname with diplomas. i three times trim this is a certain so it's acceptable. and what about the film screenings on

the stage, i read the tops and arkady weiner. eh, it was served and the fact that this matyka is far away. and i just found out that e collections are being prepared and it’s nice that the hand of arkady aleksandrovich vainer wrote the introductory word to this book, a moment above the abyss, i suppose. you have your own political voice. and this is the main thing that a real poet needs. thank you for your kind, talented and bright work. i wish you success and happiness, on may 5, 2003, with alexander strelyavy, they wrote the plot of the december film, where are you going, a film about one pagans? which ones decided to prove that the mute god burned with sarka, abounded a person and a share of a share of a share went went went. it was just a whole landscape, and for this film.

this means that, from the point of view of the law, they are also criminals, but at the same time, they are victims. rather, they were sacrificed by the ideologists of evil, but the latter do not burn the temples themselves, do not kill people, and not only pose for journalists, write, corresponding books create films. in our program, only the most pressing topics and questions. let's figure it out. why do we need these psychological settings. what are these boundaries of our self and where are we real stars and expert psychotherapists, in fact, though i am a well-deserved artist. i am a very bad artist. to me very many consider it strange and crying. yes, you see. and he will

ask around in the street. i thought that if i suddenly had some hints for the crown , it means that my talent has become less than it is, they will teach me how to safely resolve any conflict situations. we continue to dislike. i'm not insisting in any way. watch in the program to understand and neutralize on the tv channel belarus 24. today we are preparing a dish papan papan, so we will cook. here already pan or the water was gone to boil and the need to send our bulbuda so so planting grass to salt some water. the first time i meet with such a recipe for grandmother. and then you have to stand and constantly interfere with interfere with interfere. stock up on patience stock up on time, because work with meat. she does not tolerate fuss

; do you think that i am now, uh, cooking seasoning for meat? no, i'm now treating my nerves, watch the culinary historical show belarusian cuisine on our tv channel. in 1998 , you were transferred the richest utensils. i am quartz in a new place. they called the head of the department and asked the head of the personnel. this one was valery vladimirovich medvedevenko, and they asked the office, e, diluted bright shawls with me. uh, we wandered through the garden of the head of the press center of the

internal affairs directorate of the minsk region, but somewhere that there were already songs and police songs were written and they disappeared for me. and i'm already a member of the clerk who have been surrendering since 1996. i made it a point to pick them up at rash events. you channel right in the movie denied. you absolutely calmly trust young canadians. why so easy and children from creative contact with young? say fresh gusts to the wind, this is a fresh breath of your tower with your own tonal notes. youth. there is youth daria khmelnitskaya and alexander savanets and alexei grinevich. and a dance ensemble. right now i'm on the young lads were rut on their own rights. it's the smorean lads. rings of songs.

i always wrote the liver, 15 applied with them feta vein young on the pants were still enthusiastic about all this russia and home i e until faith in my songs, which is good for a non-survivor. and the more that there were such composers as nikolai from his father and valery kirillovich ivanov leonid shurman. from the impos they took evgen khamenko, dima longevity composer acetones, but in a word, i vera from the talling of the young. why, dude, your song is being rented out at the national selection of international festivals near the remains of the slavic bazaar in vitebsk and poisoning the final for us. let's guess the shot of the performance of the young belarusian haste. far

overgrowth behind the blue fogs and currents, faces above the city was a whole project anastasia leykina, first-timer and here is lara fabian uh ashes i i think that i got up from the hall. i am pleased that vadim ruzov, the composer turned around petrovich let's kaleilaska, write a song for me, there were several songs. knowledge with my

work, how they caviar heart is friends with you. i'm yours, but he has no experience, and where they extract in this one, either lads and dyushats are wound, that we are not their towers. at the same time, neither on a natalistic screen, nor at concert dances, you can colising an outstanding song, then this, of course, is an arrangement of kashtui studio, kashtua put me on kashtya and the producer of equality issued by the producer, great bellies by the hand and led b this person, but, well, one festival is good, the other festival is from a 30 seconds, and i'm in a hurry to moscow by young composers. and what is the difference between steels and

young auras, with whom it is more appropriate 100% worse, you know with whom you have a bare leg? i think with our generation, after all, uh, leonid sherman understands. and so to speak, my test, uh, dima's debts and understanding and how many yawns, they wrote songs there 10 applied. although he has there is vladimir sergeevich ikevich to give out and oleg zhukov and so such lumps are such giants, and this songbook you memensli her sam this topic is skipped about the soul and hearts, then, of course, i'm on the trail and, closing the jokes about the soul and mustache of the composer. and now our generation is closer to me. here, uh, the fifties -sixties-sixties-seventies, because there were topics there, tops were in your house . oh, i'm spitting some shamshas, ​​not

potrobovannye up. velma has a lot, marina is on the right, here’s what i wrote thematically about i wrote a carriage about my birthplace, because it gave wings, it gave me strength, and you didn’t have any songs about young kohannas and thickets to lie. i think it happens there are many songs like this and here in a distant land. it is pre-city, not like that, and this song, many of them had to write several such songs. maybe with a dozen songs, i find one of them, and then here's a little book, it's me, i find it stops here. and yes, they called the songs they cast, a little korean, and at home already 10 years ago, by phone, the oval asked her to dress her with music, and not masta and hesitation stands at the key of the song. here you are by

rumor, or maybe, as soon as you come across everything , you will write. i heard it in one evening. i was on a walk because maybe for 2.1 and a song was written and it is called distorted and managed to nail and the ples and insha ensemble. i have time. i have already announced many onators to rumors above such little books. and just with this name of my house i tit our wife all oksana and his blow of wine. i find everything on it, after all, the cathedral and ashina, where your wife died, the refusal mountains. creative crosses, well it's going to seem a certain apathy

pessimism. this is the nature of optimism - this is the strength of willpower, pessimism of the melancholy seem, then it is transmitted. she says, and on e, stan creativity pores are guilty of fast never so to speak spark e, fuse and impets describe. uh. we are in the image of a certain success. well, it was written earlier that it wasn’t written worse, and you’re more than me , and it turns out, e you wrote earlier leo than at a time, let’s read more more, yes, yes, and some express. i knew with propane to look at our screen. yak was singing near this song. one hunter spring on viburnum those crane my day

after all, there was a sunna sum, so well, of them cranes and that's it. well, the goose threw this tit, and others are sacrificing, and here is this song. well, i don’t know what i wrote, and he dragged on. and well, he pushed me, and then this song burned down and this ensemble, sacredly surrenders. yes you will, right? and

you feel the earthly god everything is ready. i'm afraid to eat. let our e. be mine anyway. it has been stretching out for many years, but teach your plump the significance of such events for participation, and there will be no way for belarus that a fresh word a fresh song and look alive at the living dweller. who is doing this? who is giving out the mountain, and i was asked with a great task i don’t come to my homeland, molodechno and where is my land? where are you, who knows me the music is already fading, so to speak, my song was dalnik, not only she was her, and we are

under a fur coat red one. like herself, well done russian festivals. and let's listen to me in elma, the waiting room of this judas is now standing in this place, because all my dear fellow countrymen are shining in the ship of the holy dance house holy song and poetry and velma is good beethoven said that e music is guilty you beauty carve in the heart of a person from the soul of a person a fire. so i think that korea 's great music and even give my word for improvement, then it is born like a tsuntom song from the epram at the heart of a person. let's go to court. i am red for you, my dear fellow gardeners rich in horrors, what can

you say about the heart does not know, i turn to kind people. on the road of your own wall of oblivion behind the wheel at once with a song, good people on the road. i'm not spivak, a light-leaved soul, who wants to share, and then sit with himself and volodya brains. uh, many, many rivers of artists. i just dare. well, nicole, i did n't make it to court. god could not stand it, but here i just wanted to drink. cancers

don't get sick. your songs improve it when not only soloists ali and such i am at home to their professional team. i go to the national, when the eternal choir of belarus is the territory of the centuries of our fish. on old dances they called in their hands. and with me dreams

goodbye to say on kalina spring for the holy fire. i'm a saint of god, i'm brave, my memory is so welcome. god , this is a balm for the soul, and this song was written with lenin cord. i showed him the lyrics, if i would write and write a song like this, laying out a choir or an acidovich mikhail pavlovich dverenevsky, we would have collected and he, well, just hugged me for this song. and that he wrote the hymn of the mother of belarus and this song

knew that it was trailing, but about the choir. eh, sharman, how i'm boned, i knew i wanted to write, because it will also be in my memory. here it is, they applied. can i read belarus motul? did you complain? the children were one-year-old, shed a share of the handsome , drank and believed in happiness that she walks in the middle you took the children of the war to the hardship of belarus mother. god endowed himself with patience to belarus motul application from bringing motul on the land of belarus. you are a multi-percent cohanise . you are the holy madonna, like a three child, on the hands of the holy tables laid with towels and the smell of the garden in the spring and pancakes, matula, not songs, i’m towards the sun over the edge of your kolykhanka, it’s clear that you are ripe, it’s true that dasha knows that he

found a plum grandfather who wasn’t ugly. oh, dasha, this is such a miracle, these kolykhankas sing for a little months. e her from the reflection and the youngest cannot calm down and like yes if i turn on duc plus 10 x or infra from 15 for falling asleep and i put this cradle to the crib, shake the baby, and she sleeps sleeps two tridins made it clear that the grandfather of such magic is like this, and volodya is acharonic with power. i did not know my grandfather, and i laugh every evening and skin day if i am free kazakh. i skin, and already her and nine. this is the third grade. dasha goes to vocals, such a ship's frame goes to painting, also with my tops. uh, performing a lot. and i wrote to her, wrote to her, but

the leader wrote a kalymka for a year, only her and was like an angel himself. went down in november. in spite of all the blizzard, he came to our house and now the angel has become forever. ours and they called him yudashi's daughter, and now the angel has risen, forever ours, and they called him yudashi's daughter, konstantin petrovich. we have a yauf ligature at our studio earlier, akinastoshko was elected. well, now we have advanced, connected with the life of our guests, i open this karate. yes , god, yes, there are so many ticks, perhaps i remember her fisheras flushed this jerk and we have uh at school viktor kovtun uh, black belt in karate

and he brings out the board. uh, it means ten, well, who will break himself showed all the expansion of the years, another board is torn off. well, who are the lads all standing alone you? and those 30 years old already thought that they were already elderly. oh strong. uh, jumped with what operative hit e, his hand began to jump for an hour on one leg of the war to each father, that euro-20 men, i'm leaving, well, let's get down to business. this is what the attention of the men, but i or the ears give up and the mossy fist, elk i am without jumping without uh, great swings. this is a board at two times i shattered like a book mistakes, but this is exactly what uh all this had to do. i say yes, and in slutsk and i in

this kimono for a whole year led a section about e -supercents in the police. konstantin petrovich is velmesht with us. and now the hugging program. frets overgrown, i'm wasted, short supply blitz, kolki wrote written on your top. about a dozen favorite steamboat spring favorite country machine with pancakes with sausages and a finger shoved with cracklings that a certain person crushed himself, and i’m to the creator, or something, notes justice skills

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