therapist, semi-conscious, comrade commander, take the laundry, call the doctor pusha, you say from gorodravoiring, as it is sung in a folk song, we respect old people everywhere, so does my old man have the right to a bungalow? “bungalow, hey , i’m talking to the hut, hello, and this is decisive, well, merci, so to speak, i’ll act differently, you come to me, i’m doctor push, they told me, ah, that’s right, please sit down, sit down, sit down , please sit down, dear doctor pysh, fush, pavel, ulyana shurob, forgive me, forgive me." so, we’ve arrived, dear georgy frantovich, yes, and you know, i’m very happy, yeah, there’s such a hospital here , yes, yes, yes, and the head physician, ustemenka, i don’t mean by this that our hospital in nikolskoye is worse, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, but memories , what kind of memories, do you see? “our son, the only one, was a tank driver and died there on the kursk bulge. everything there is connected with memories, my wife and i had to forget, leave, everything.” because, you see, you can’t live only with your grief, grief, grief, george franzi, but