i beg you, stasik, this is incompatibility, let’s stand up, the whole world knows stanislav andro, and turns out he’s just a bouncer on the dance floor, i won’t survive this , you will, i don’t work anymore, a bouncer, yeah, you got promoted, i was kicked out myself. he was a real master, as if the light was good, and you could shoot, and he kept running around adjusting the spotlight, shouting: damn shadow, it will drive me crazy. then, when everything was ready, he ordered me to look straight into the lens , he said: tell you that a bird will fly out, or you still won’t believe it, i say, i won’t believe it, but tell me anyway, then he shouted, this boy will be a poet, he knows how to believe in that , that he doesn’t believe, but you grew up and let him down, but then no , i’m showing it not because it’s me, but because it was well filmed, filmed, the old man was amazing, it was he who told my dad to buy me a camera, but why not became a photographer if you didn’t want to be a poet, and didn’t think, this is so, for yourself, but for me, you could so, you like this portrait better,