i'm kitty, we're in trouble in poland, batko vladimir ivanovich injected his mother yevgenia petrovnad a typist at the newspaper as a photojournalist. developed. i just have humovyh in 1933. the old man was blamed for the already drunk supryg soviet ulads, they fished and exiled the mother’s ulakher, they feel the same year she took the ore sister renata to paradise for eight years and nicked herself to her sharks at theodosius in the crimea, being a composer lyric studied at a music school, then improved, tadysh from 1939 and directly they gave their foot fee to the yunak, the bridge would not have improved against the background of them and the director asked to accompany him on pans, some actress performed at the sanatoriums of feodosiya in the genre of pop glavia, they paid me to yura, i decorate with double and honey. he started his working day by composing music and at the same time he recognized. yes, it probably didn't work out. but if at least one song out of 10 finds the love of the listener, it will remain in his memory, he says, i will be happy, and even if 30 songs remain