that you were confused during the intellectual competition, saying that you didn’t know who wrote pavlinka think the judges forgave you for this blunder? and for me it ’s a mystery, because at that second the girl, me, that is, probably, at some point, well , just the world collapsed, it’s such a huge public disgrace, on the one hand, the understanding that i... graduated from the university of culture, i wrote a theater diary based on paulinka, at some point, when you were hit in the forehead they ask, it would seem, the simplest question, which, as they later wrote in the comments, every belarusian should know, you fall into a puddle, sitting in it with your whole body, and answer, i don’t know, that was my answer, by the way , one of the publications wrote that your admission that you don’t know the answer, yes, it was a well-thought-out trick on your part. and i’m not so cunning, after all , how are you really, confused? yes, ordinary, yes, ordinary confusion, probably a moment. streets, consistency of rhythms, every day i learn something new, something beautiful, something wonderful,