you understand, but the door to the closet was closed, khryatin, it was open, khryakin swore, what?spection report? borsch? borscht, wait a minute, tell me, did the line of strangulation go back, or back up, to the back of the head, back up? as if they were hanging, that is, they were strangling from above, so, so, oil painting, well, open it? well, wait a minute. duty officer, this is gotsman, there is a luzhov convoy buzzing around in the vacant lot, take the outfit and deliver this acrobat to me, not just urgently, but running on all supports, oil painting, well, have you gathered together, or your work is over, go get to work, come on, let's. oops, why don’t you wear it on your throat? well, i’m a komsomol member, and this was left from my grandmother, from my dear one, which means it was left from my grandmother, without a lace, there was a chain, but it was lost a long time ago, well, look, vitaly, look, you see the rope, here he was holding on to it, acrobat. sewed rodya, when we were fussing here , he put his feet in his hands and walked, here’s an oil painting, oh, wait, wa