i'm kay, live in a neuropsychiatric home. the boarding school was carriedets insanely that a day on his conscience with his prahajans brings them so often it will take him to help, father, a priest, not a great, settlement . this and wrong and psychologist. this is not a job, but a service. that is, children listen to the end of their days there is no such thing. that's all already retired, but still you have to go to the pantry book, yes, that is, to stand firm. this is how it comes. i don't know what me will be. here in two hours. there may be a funeral. maybe someone call to invite to the intensive care unit to baptize. the baby had such cases. yes, well, the main thing is that you baptized one baby to be accepted, and he survived the boy, the sponges of grandmas and granddads today at the hodge they are in the tugul church. you can’t climb square meters to her contented style, the temple has long remained truth’s spiritual center, dragged on a bag of some footage, and malik’s temple expanse of the church is very much a museum. he tried his best . light