my name is alexander ignatievich.n the love poems were a schoolboy, and everyone teased you just about, you came up at recess. and i have nothing to tremble. 50 years under march and i'll pay. my brother andrey sergeevich, you are the head of the school for us . so definitely not. i'm already tired of this, apparently. in general , everything was once called a boy in love, and he was not at all offended or professor andryushka in love i want for the summer. while i will be here to translate one book from english. hold me wolfster. what are you do you read it in english? yes? yes, my sisters and i know the heavenly father, french german english, and irina is also italian. well, for what it cost, i understand that in this city they know three languages, you don’t need luxury. yes, not even a luxury, but some kind of unnecessary betrayal, like a sixth finger. there is no one to give lessons here. we know too much. well, let's say among the 100,000 population of this city. well, backward and rude after 70 years of soviet