short time, yes, in some time, but it turns out that now the conditional young specialists of nagrodno azot, excuse me for citing you as an example, but this is the generation that perhaps taught that the story that grisha was talking about, somewhere our parents were busy in the nineties with something completely different, the country's leaders were busy with this country simply surviving and... but, probably, somewhere we are not working hard enough, if the guys we taught still look in some other direction, and somewhere they forget about the main thing. our unity must be protected, remember that we are all different, but our country in such a contour will survive only if we are close and with each other. on september 2, forty- fifth, the second world war ended, today, actually, this and this is also. the moment that allowed us to be united, we saved our country, and we must remember this, about every historical date. the sun behind the mountain, i'm slumped to the bottom, and it seems never again, but in my thoughts and heart everything will melt anyway, like melted poison, the hands on