we met at a wedding, bolgar married a russian.ke, when the music is loud, but at the wedding they love it. i say make it quieter there they did it quieter, then someone did it again, louder. and once nikolayevich invited me a second time. and here i really liked it. uh, how he dances when the music is loud again or what kind of idiot cars are the music so loud all the time. he was blue-eyed, blond curly. here but and then gradually e he became interested. and practically he fell in love with himself, he has these, but with the ability, but to infect people with himself when i i meet valentin nikolaevich today i somehow endure that i lived with him for a while, uh, at one time in a hostel on zenitchikov in leningrad, and then i kind of, well, how to say, was a witness to his nascent love and his, so to speak, marriage is everything was in front of my eyes. he showed me or not, and besides the fact that he was a great guide to laziness in the city. he read bulgarian symbolist poetry very well and at the end of the first year of my s