when, when the cancer hangs on the mountain, there is a moment to run away, i will say that soon the chrytonquired of you, understood? yes, go and rest, luger, shiyan, but i thought you died in transit. and i’m tenacious, quiet your hand, finally at least we have a photo, yes, we’ll need to reproduce it in the printing house, we’ll hang it up instead of a drawing, they called, comrade general, come in, sit down, leaving ostavyev’s escape is your work, no, how are you? imagine, i don’t know, it was possible to instruct the guards, as far as i know, the guards shot at him, and even wounded him, apparently, he was not very wounded, major, i understand, an agent... i got stuck in a mess of tourism, no experience it was, camp i just got in, but there was no sense in heroism either, when there were papkis on the towers there, well , why, there was just a sense, the boss was removed from the bloody mess, they even said that it was like they were allowed in step by step, well, yes... i tried twice, both times i refused, even for like a grate, as if i heard it, or in the ear i thought of it in the wi