because back in 2007 the national art museum held my personal exhibition together with my mother lyudmila petrovae artist's thirtieth birthday in the project were zhuki elena says. he talks about a place dear to his heart, dear places, favorite paths of the road. how many memories remain here and have remained, and childhood is remembered every day. what traditions in the agro-town are passed down from generation to generation, even the rites that we used to take place before. we show them how they used to do weddings, how they went caroling. that's all we pass on to our younger generation, together we will cook insanely delicious sun-dried tomatoes, we will deliciously put a whole baking sheet. lay the tomatoes neatly one by one like this take salt. so they salted it so neatly they salted it , and you’re all just for the sake of it, everything , everything, by eye, these and other projects. watch on the belarus 24 tv channel. we are watched not only in belarus but also far beyond its borders 24/7 we are on air in spain france portugal austria germany and everything so that you stay up to date wi

marina neilo tolmacheva was blamed for nothing lyudmila ivanova anastasia vertinskaya leya khidzhakova galina petrova olga drozdova marina alexandrova chulpan khamatova and alena babenko she talks about what she knows about, and she knows that she is the best woman, she attracts those actresses in whom she probably sees something to broadcast her stories intentions. i think you were comfortable there, as always. yes, i felt good, didn't i? i do not remember that i have with anyone, but relationships have always deteriorated. well, maybe some were so short, what is the reason for disappointment. maybe you know how it feels like you've stopped. you don't develop anymore. you already know, uh, this performance by heart, and each of you has three performances there. here is a month you may be bored bored. you want to leave him everything starts to haunt thoughts, maybe go and refuse further it comes to climax with the words inside, i guess i hate the theater. what the hell am i doing here and suddenly you hear applause and then you, like a child, for some reason tears begin to flow and you think, well, t