here is gertrut alekseevich and antipov mikhail sergeevich this is my first teacher at the music schoolone in the city of syzran, they went somewhere. i remember together went, well, try it there, well, the main fur was good, that is, well, usually, if a bad button accordion blows them or the buttons get there, everything was fine. these people, music teachers, were completely disinterestedly wasting the time of their lives on you boy. they are nothing for this, they are probably not alive now, but their names and good deeds live in memory, of course. this is the most valuable thing when at the start it is completely disinterested and does not have any benefits or reports. there's nothing to help seeing what needs to be helped. it seems to me that here er, in those soviet times, there were no other people. that is, everyone was somehow accomplices, that is, parts were given to each other by people at any time. he chooses some of them, i don’t know, so god is lucky for you that they met on the way. i don't remember how old i was. i was sent to work. enough to sit at home, especially in t