i don’t drink, but i wonder, girls, about the mysterious death of businessman kataev, who is kotaev? yes, angelo had as many as three, maybe they all died, why are you burning, is the black widow right, we need to take her quickly, before the fourth one appears, golden word, okay, i confess, i cheated on my first husband, my next husband, by the way, my first, but with next, i’ll get lost in your husbands, which one, with whom you cheat, i cheated on my first husband kotaev with ilf, so it’s clearer to you, much clearer, because kotaev himself is to blame, he tortured me with his baseless jealousy, but i don’t understand, with why should i kill him, and no one is accusing you yet, but since... the conversation started, maybe, so as not to divide property, for example, property, and there is property, the cat cried, he was generally a beggar compared to the elf, and i i kept wanting to tell him that i wanted to leave him, but that’s all. somehow he couldn’t make up his mind, he felt sorry, i guess, i don’t know, in the end he somehow found out on his own, he started drinking without g

petersburg winters, in a word, for me, in memoirs, after all, the most valuable subjective, yes, here in kotaev’sim there, how he he considers friendship with bunin, and that’s why bunin asked him something all the time, well, mayakovsky asked him, but in bunin ’s damned days, he had the only phrase that was completely destructive, i don’t want to repeat it, that he would sell everyone , including there, if they had paid, here are the memoirs of two people, and about specific ones, but do not contradict each other, these are two truths, we can’t say that, but both are true, but solomon’s court, it’s kind of impossible to say here , but what he sold or didn’t sell is not the question. well, yes, but it’s just surprising, right? to say, a range of opinions, well, yes, although here you know, i involuntarily recall this famous buddhist parable about five or four blind men who approached an elephant, and from different sides, and one, which means who cares, he is absolutely right, he says , that it is a snake or a wall, a rope, yes, yes, memory is always like this, it cannot embrace everything at onc

wrote like this, i’m burning with melancholy, i’m sorry scoundrels like alexei tolstoy and valentin kotaevird tolstoy, my hero is also shown in it, well, very impartial. bunin with the same topic: was he a fat count? but he never talked about his father, for bunin it was very strange, how can a count, how can a russian aristocrat not be proud of his pedigree and not talk about his ancestors, because well, this is such an obligatory part of the biography of everyone’s history russian nobleman. in fact, the story of the origin of alexei tolstoy... the appearance of his light, it is worthy of a separate novel , which means that his father, whose name was nikolai alexandrovich tolstoy, was really a count, i must say that everyone is fat... all the countes are all relatives, he was a military man, but very passionate, of such hooligan behavior, who for all his tricks was expelled from the guard, forbidden to live in st. petersburg, and he went to his homeland, that is, to the volga, to his hometown of samara, and there in samara this violent landowner i met a girl whose last name was turgeneva,

petersburg winters, in a word , for me, in the memoirs, the most valuable thing is still subjective, yes, kotaevin, so that bunin asked him something all the time, well there mayakovsky asked bunin. in the damned days, and in him, the only phrase, completely destructive, i don’t want to repeat it, that he would have sold everyone, including there , if they had paid, here are the memoirs of two people, and about specific ones, they do not contradict each other, these are two truths, maybe both are true, but solomon’s judgment , it’s as if it’s impossible to say what he sold or didn’t sell, that’s not the question, well, yes, but it’s just surprising , so to speak, the range of opinions, well, yes, although here , you know, i can’t help but remember this famous buddhist parable, five or how many four blind men who approached the elephant, but from different sides, and one, that means, who is this trunk, he is absolutely right, he says that it is a snake or a wall, a rope, yes, memory is always like this, it cannot embrace everything at once, it cannot give this three-dimensional vision. vision in

winters, in a word, for me in the memoirs it’s still, uh, the most valuable thing is subjective, yes, kotaev’shat bunin asked him something all the time, well , mayakovsky asked him, but bunin in the damned days, and to him, the only phrase is completely destructive, i don’t want it repeat that he would have sold everyone, including there, if they had paid, and here are the memoirs of two people, and about specific ones. true, yes, solomon’s court, it’s kind of impossible to say here, but what he sold or didn’t sell is not the question, well, yes, but it’s just surprising, so to speak, the range of opinions, well, yes, although here , you know, i can’t help but remember this one famous buddhist parable, five or how many four blind men approached an elephant, from different sides, and one, which means which trunk, he is absolutely right, he says that it is a snake or a wall. always like this, he cannot grasp everything at once, he cannot give this three-dimensional vision, vision in general, this our apparatus, we don’t see infrared, ultraviolet, a bat sees , well, well, about experience, actua

yes, here in kotaev’s grass of oblivion, he describes him there, how he considers his friendship with him, well, mayakovsky asked him, but bunin in the accursed days, and to him, a single phrase completely destroys. i don’t want to repeat it, that he would have sold everyone, including there, if they had paid, here are the memoirs of two people, and about specific ones, they are not contradictions to each other, these are two truths, they both are true, but solomon’s court, it’s kind of impossible to say here, but what he sold or didn’t sell is not the question, well, yes, but it’s just surprising, so to speak, the range of opinions, well, yes, although here, you know, i involuntarily remember this famous buddhist parable, five or how many four blind men who approached the elephant, from different sides, and one, that means, who cares, he is absolutely right, he says that it is a snake or a wall, a rope, yes, yes , in this the memorist is always like this, he cannot embrace everything at once, he cannot embrace this volume to give vision, vision in general, this is our apparatus, we d

everyone in the kotaevs’ house woke up, except vasily the cat. mom is already baking pancakes.t is condensed milk, in which we will dip it. need more on top. the same breakfast at the semyonov kazami, there berry, taste this berry, it’s delicious, and with your finger, all over the country , regardless of city, nationality, every family has its own signature recipe for pancakes, as well as pies, pickles and of course, olivier, a dish without which not a single new year’s table is complete , one of the most pleasant traditions is family holidays, for which we prepare together, cut salads, and... the children really like this process, some like to cut sausage, someone likes to cut potatoes, and most of all, everyone loves of course, it’s 11 o’clock in russia to eat this salad. 193 nationality, 277 languages ​​and dialects, but how much we have in common, literature, history, folklore, we all learned the same poems, read the same fairy tales, this is my favorite, i remember it since then, this is my favorite , even a golden chain on that oak tree, day and night the cat is a scient