was installed, requesting the national center from the eared bridge, the trunk of the project of sergei leskio came to the old-time belarusian tradition, lie down to live for the movies and in a word for nine years the photographer has finished the light viscous magic, and he made the stars more expensive and took away the balls. they had gray portraits demonstrated at the healer's idiolog on the night of the beta. in the most closed fucking tradition, for repulsion, one can respect with a word some attributes of the sacred ritual of karl photography , objects of hands, allowed the dosh to glimpse the watchful belarusian views. all the same , it was shaky and the most vivacious. uh take portraits off in this room where we are. this is a hall about one heroine, and he did give a separate passage. uh, grandma lena with her japanese he, well, for so long, well, everything is a failure offensive behind the hall. there is a deputy, a yaku, a grandmother, alena pantore a lot of one-time. that is, she is in such a hurry. yes, and you are in the koleut hall , that is, and uh, minaret words, like jubi