the color of mourning, it seems, became his favorite; thirty-year-old alexander permikov, a defendantceedings, dressed in all black, walked along the corridors of the basmanny court of moscow in accompanied by guards. he seemed to have become accustomed to the attention of journalists, and , maintaining absolute calm, proceeded to the meeting room. in a glass box during the extension of the preventive measure, he sat in a closed position, indifferently looking at the reporters surrounding him. attention has been focused on this seemingly inconspicuous man for several months now. according to investigators , it was permikov who planted and detonated an anti-tank mine on the route of zakhar prilepin’s car. on may 6 , the audi car the writer was in was blown up at the entrance to the village of pioneer, in the nizhny novgorod region. the suv blew up, the front part of the car was blown to shreds, and the wounded prilepin was pulled out of the car by local residents. i only had anaalgin with me, uh-huh, colloly, he said, i felt better, pillows, blankets, and they wrapped him up all at onc

according to the investigator, it was permikov who laid and put into action an anti-tank mine on theoute of zakhar prilepin's car. on may 6, the audi car the writer was in was blown up at the entrance to the pioneer village in the nizhny novgorod region, the suv was thrown into the air, the front part of the car was blown to shreds, the wounded prilepin was pulled out of the cabin by local residents, i only had analgin with me, yeah, they stabbed him, he said, i felt better, pillows, a blanket, and they wrapped him up all at once, warmed him up, warmed him up, his hands warmed him up, but he just lay there moaning, prilepin returned with donbass, his daughter was traveling with him, a few minutes before the explosion she got out of the car. the writer himself, according to investigators , was in the back seat. behind the wheel was his friend and driver, twenty-seven-year-old alexander shubin. he died on the spot. two mines were buried on prilepino’s path, but permikov, according to investigators, remotely detonated only one, after which he ran away into the forest in fear. he was det

be the artistic director of the leninsky theater komsomo, it’s just that now he was campaigning permikovcourse, from the depths of our society, but they are not saints, they did not give some utter gifts. miracles of the people, but they understood something, they did something, they became cosmic figures in history, nothing can be taken away from them, their merits, the merits of mark zakharov himself were also appreciated by the homeland, for the fact that tickets can never be obtained , and even on this a mafia has already arisen, it is announced to the theater, president's gratitude. dossier on the legend. mark anatolyevich zakharov. people's artist of the ussr, four-time laureate of the state prize, holder of the order of merit for the fatherland of three degrees. but mark zakharov considers, of course, the lenkomu theater to be his main achievement in life. here he raised three generations of actors. here he staged his best, here he received president dmitry medvedev at the tea table and today, without any affectation, he reacts joyfully when the theater on dmitrovka is called zakh