smirnova tails , we confess that there was no article. from the woman otzilov an nuka, received by fedot looke's dying again and got ready. he plans to die once or twice a year. this time my heart senses the end, come, son, especially since we haven’t seen you for four years. whoever comes means everything, and ho-hoh he lies contentedly. and then he’s alive and well and takes vodka whatever you say. september 72 or 75 , vitya, i handed over that project to you. tails we deal, heads we don't deal. let's do it again. so fate can’t take a step yet. god trinity loves. for the third time, heads tails , let's confess. done login hello, you see, i need to print an advertisement, i i lost one person. i need it urgently. we will try to help you. so i lost one person like that. he and i traveled here in the same carriage. his name is kostya yes i write kostya but his last name, i don’t know yeah i deceived him. well, you know, it's not my fault, honestly. you see, we agreed to meet at 12:00 at the main post office. and just today my essay arrived, it’s not there, it’s so bad. it's an unheard of decept