good day hello. not like my ladushki, yes, what is it? do not have mercy on us.'t know why. where are you going? and who will fight for you? maybe you will order us old women to take guns? no shame, no conscience, you have no damned. wanted you in the next world they salted, yes, they didn’t overdo it not there steps c2 h it’s not worth it to be good with you not for crayfish. you are my medal, mother, do not touch. she doesn't touch you. and i'm the lawyer, you are my everything. until my old age, at work, the hoarse ones bent all taxes , paid and helped the authorities. not in order to run. now the catechumens left everything for discord on the threshold, you understand that with your empty head this is all i know without you, mother. and you're in vain. so you argue, i reason; i'll give it back, you won't teach me. you probably don't have anyone in the army. and then i reasoned differently, i have no one. killed in sevastopol understood. the stranger with me is talking peacefully through his forehead and said his motherly word, as it should. sorry mother. i'm