this is olga's mother natalya georgievna katya, my daughter. leovsk paratrooper school. landing. it literally just happened. hello, i am. hello to you but. we noticed you right away. well, that's good, so let's talk. bye. here fairy, look, nothing has changed, gazets, old, how fun they hang like that, although no, the walls were painted. oh, how you lost weight, and i see that you have arrived something familiar. well, of course, not alone. marina lariska is back on the buttons. and we have beautiful blows, and i know by flying. well, natalia, congratulations on your cross. and you come and sing to me. and the children bring voice, beauty, a lot of work. well, you say, pizza, repeat? everything is fine, thank god others she is called to me for confession on every occasion, but you can’t get a word out of yourself about the most important thing. think for yourself, think about it. how did she die? i'll be right there. ice cream died what kind of lord , the soul of the dead servant of yours, presented by elizabeth , what is ahead, where is the other