this museum here in 1930, he brought 230 exhibits from the imperial academy of arts, about 50 paintings, very very valuable, they are no longer there, the past the management was afraid that a warhid some of the paintings, and some of the paintings were simply taken away, we don’t know where they were taken out. i worked at zaks one fine day, we came to work, it was the beginning of the nineties, and we even had our typewriters redone, the letters replaced with ukrainian ones, although the zaks was under alarm, because documents of eternal use are stored there. we have the same feelings, we love our children equally, we love our grandchildren equally, we eat the same bread, movies, books, everything in common, why should the language be divided, complete stupidity, this is some kind of disease, i was born in ukrainian, and half the words are russian, half the words are ukrainian, i’m a surzhik, i don’t know how it is like that. well, i, i’m russian, i was born in the oryol region, bolkhov district, well, my homeland. i will honestly say, not ukraine separately, not russia separately, this is the homeland, the soviet union. almost 3 and a half centuries ago, the ukrainian people