mountains from the land, reburied his mother, gathered all his relatives in one plot at the cemetery in troekurovoor he thought that he would also be buried there, this is ours, this is our grandfather, this is my mother on the far right. grandfather zhirinovsky, great-grandfather makarov, makarov, fena nikiforovna, our great-grandmother from lenna. and on the right is the jewish part of the family, these are his father ’s relatives, but they were shot in 1941, they are not buried there, just portraits of them, they were shot in western ukraine, i don’t remember which city, where stopol, where to me, somewhere where you are, and this is some kind of cemetery, at the table on the occasion of the passing of someone close, so that everyone has a home, it is possible, so that there is a normal refrigerator, filled with the necessary food products, a normal set of clothes, activities, favorite activities, in sports, in art, and technology, and a clear prospect that tomorrow will be the same as today, people want there to be stagnation, just good stagnation, so that everyone can live in normal condition