crew, the young abiturienko did not lose her head and went to the very tovstov maestro of the leningrad bdtot to be on the lists found. i couldn't find my last name. i ran to his waves. he stood the sea was elizal, you need a child in the theater and in the theater in the literary such an impression the thick-legged one had, of course, not by chance, who was on the commission when i entered the theater institute. you can do some kind of poetry, how much i was there, 18, yes, and how did he start pushkin’s cleopatra, tell me who among you will buy my ad at the cost of life at night and the horror will burden everyone and hearts trembled with passion, and cleopatra looks like this . oh, she's a poem, when she was with her at night she killed her lovers. such a fucking guy to the end, yeah some wow what what? maybe i'll prime everything from poor rider a terrible day. not in everything the night rushed to the sea against the storm without overcoming. their violent storms of arguing became impossible for her to completely turn pushkins completely by heart. by heart, sasha taught with her grandm