and new to old traditions zhytstsyo.i don’t know yet, what about you? i don’t know either, my mother usually sent me to aunt vera, and she ran off somewhere, it’s so disappointing that even gifts don’t help. “well , come on with me, i’ll talk to your mother, daddy, but have you ever thought about moving to moscow, what will i do there, well, this is a city of great opportunities, especially to live with me, with my mother, i think, your mom won't be happy, listen, you need to clean up for this disorder, we won’t be allowed to meet, uh-huh, come on, but i have an order hanging before the holiday, it’s nearby, uh-huh, i’ll try very quickly, that’s it, be smart. nina, nina, hey, ugh, damn it, i scared you, andrei sergeevich, where? khalturits went. does he have a gray suit? yes, why do you need it? i know how much they will like each other. my mom likes a gray suit, white lilies and a luxury car. it’s quite banal, you’re responsible for the suit and lily, here’s the money, you had to break out the piggy bank, and i’m respon