I shall paint pellet, gentlemen?

[LCR]

The time we have summer, all the normal people sit on a beach, sunbathe, swim, and there are those that blow in cards (remember how I earned money to feed the whole gang of his classmates, all day playing solitaire with the wealthy, but inexperienced in card game by Soviet writers on the beach Kokteblya).
So to the lathe, my friends, I define the authors of these gamblers!