first they wrote to charles perrault, then the brothers grim, and went on and on since then, so much. you and your mother opened a bakery, spinning around all day baking. you have such an assortment of pies from mushrooms and potatoes. and even with wolf berries, after eating them it will even seem that the wolves have started talking. ha ha very an interesting effect on the amateur, of course, but you hate them in no other bakery. that's all, if you walk through our forest, do not pass by the hunters. they say that after our baking, their soul sings, by the way, before the elderly go on stage. i will refresh myself. see you. i know this city. oh ah bravo incredibly little red riding hood to you and little red riding hood. this realm of hades or hades is not my guys. deal with me, i recognized the voice. you know, it's definitely not one of ours. it seems to me that this is a pop performer, maybe musical version of the voice. this is the mystical forest. this is little red riding hood, which is either there, or not, or it exists by imagination. or maybe we're all crazy. i thought, yo