the phone of the editorial council rang and they told me that kumers sabri is working for you . now it's time for us to print an awareness and condolences to mr. kianuri. i said yes, he said, write mr. nurshaaban kiajafarri , i offer my condolences for the misfortune that has befallen me. my signature is the nail of my second grade. i saw that brezhnev is very fond of being the parent of the tudeh party, that is, the tudeh party was born in the soviet union. so, we can do this. calamity let's turn it into the tragedy of his father. an hour passed after the newspaper was printed and explained, mr. saberi called him very upset and said, "why did you print this?" i said you said it yourself. he said no, i was joking . i said it has been printed now. he said that if i denied until now that i am the author of these long satires and scores two and a half , i will deny 100 from now on. and even if my name comes up in the middle , i will deny it. officially, you have to take responsibility for it. i said that it is my responsibility. another hour passed . he called me for the third time