me, in dumbai. and you are a climber, right? a climber, and what of it? nothing.here have you been for the last 3 days? i was at home. i pulled out the gear and climbed into the apartment with tvortsov, do i look like an idiot, i don't, but we have to check everything, what to check, am i an idiot, no, check the version, check if you want, but please, without me, goodbye, all the best, everything is fine, i noticed, the windows of his apartment face the other side of the house, well, in general, it's clearly not him, no good. i can't imagine, tell me, has anyone passed by you with a big folder or with a tablet like this, you know, children go to art school with such big folders, wait, wait, are you talking to with a folder, no, with a folder perhaps not, here - what was the young man walking with - with a drawing tube, exactly, well, why didn't you say right away, you were asked about strangers, well, you asked? not strangers, but i know this man, we greeted him, he lived in our house, he once studied with the skvortsovs' son, so, so, so, i wonder, and what is his