the studio, at some kind of music, i don’t even remember which one, where, and then he there was a ruzhnikicert, the man had already wasted time all day, they were fiddling around from studio to studio, and of course, it was clear that he was hungry, and we were just coming from the train, my mother naturally had everything with her, and not only sandwiches, not only and of course, mom quickly poured out some bread, salsa and what else there was, probably, in this way, she melted the composer’s heart, because he was not going to be a nanny, okay, let’s operate on your granny, really, yeah, if it weren’t for the chain of command, i would have kissed you right now, chain of command? subordination is for weaklings, here you are , i have to look for you all over the hospital, ask the nurse, from monday on the first, they are here, who, revzin people, vehemently leave from there, immediately, can you hear me, wait, wait, wait, where is my child? where is my child, it seems to me that it was hard not to notice you even at that age, your success was immediately clear, well no, after all, probably