Vasily Andreyevich Tropinin

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Сообщение от Cyril Syzransky

do not reproach me, my friend,
Because I often joke:
Merry joke my illness
Before you, I want to hide ...(c)

     Beautiful! It looks like a Russian romance.

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One of Western intellectuals.

           http://www.russia.ru/video/duginbenua/

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Сообщение от Tjutchev

One of Western intellectuals.

Something I did not understand about whom you are talking about.
I see the central person in this link - Dugin.

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Сообщение от dedulya37

Something I did not understand about whom you are talking about.
I see the central person in this link - Dugin.

     Perhaps it makes sense to link? Well, do not lose heart ...

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Сообщение от Firebird

But seriously, it Tyutchev trouble. And he, thanks!

  Thank you and you, my good woman! But it was not difficult! View pictures not only my Profession, but exciting ways. One thing confuses the audience is very specific, all upside down and turning the joke on every occasion. Really, like teenagers on a field trip to the Tretyakov Gallery. Underdeveloped any, do not understand, or obdolbannye? .. : confused:

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Сообщение от Tjutchev

looking at the pictures not only my Profession,

And what is your profession, then such-and-picture look?
I am so curious.

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Сообщение от Cyril Syzransky

What is your profession, then such-and-picture look?
I am so curious.

     There is such a profession - look out for pictures, you know.
     And you young man, Kirill, that lyubopytsvuete, then neocortex in order.

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Сообщение от Tjutchev

There is such a profession - look out for pictures, you know.

I'm such a profession do not know ...
But as this-"look out"?

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-... Others were proud of wealth or nobility. And we - their profession.
"But what kind of profession is that?
-To defend the Motherland. There is such a profession, a platoon. (c)


We were beaten in the face of cold rain
And the wind burns blinding us.
Tell us now, what lies ahead,
Lookout, lookout. (c)

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Сообщение от Cyril Syzransky

I do not know such a profession ...
But as this-"look out"?

        Eyes. And do you think?
        What - I hurried about the neocortex ...

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Сообщение от Tjutchev

eyes. And do you think?

But where you are their "spying" eyes?
When you knew of a litter (c)

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Сообщение от Cyril Syzransky

But where you their "spying" eyes?
When you knew of a litter.(a)

     
      I take the left and right,
                               And even without the guilt
                               A little life has a sly,
                               And everything - from silence of the night. (c)