by chance, no one saw where my squirrel was or mark alexandrovich took my squirrel boy to some boy. nt know. i don't know where mark is. you are you hiding something from me? where did he go? do you know ? where to? probably when they are at the nikolaevna monastery, ask mark. speak, do not command. happens at this well understood. you tell me on purpose , it's out of spite. my husband loves me. and you're still an old maid. monastyrskaya lives near the main grocery store next to a small house you can check, calm down, calm down. we must do something, we must do something, marko aleksandrovich will come. but you must wait, wait. wait again? i'm always waiting for something. enough what are the words for? here they sometimes lie, they say and only i don’t dare to lie to my eyes. no never lies, parting look in my eyes. now it's dark and sad, as if someone was shani leningrad to me that evening, after dinner, we took a car, yes, for a long time around the city from the end to the end, arrange a fortune-telling and that time antonin nikolaevna cars worth their weight in gold. every liter