-Come to us, we’re drinking here. - I can’t, damn it, Alenka went to work, closed the door, but I don’t have the keys. - It’s a pity, we have a blazer here, 777, a hunting box.
a Russian Railways ticket purchased through the internet explorer browser, via Megafonov's Internet, with a Sberbank card with Russian postal delivery, opens the gates to hell. -but slowly