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Feb 15, 2011 10:31

There were no applauds. Not even a happy shout broke the silence of a woolly grey morning. No flowers, no cookies, no friendly punches, no loving hugs. All together, they counted down on Skype and as an only man he pressed a button. After that they left the stage - three quiet samurai - each own way again: one to hitchhike colleagues to get a lift ( Read more... )

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yantarik February 16 2011, 13:17:39 UTC
Маша,

ждем тебя у нас, в Нью-Йорке. Будут тебе и cookies, и flowers.

=)

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klodetta_r February 16 2011, 14:22:15 UTC
ooooops!!! :) SPASIBO! A ya vot zhdu visa decision, nadeyus chto doberus-taki. Seichas razgrebus nemnogo i otvechu Dimke na pismo - ya kazhetsia ne otvetila.

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klodetta_r February 16 2011, 14:26:47 UTC
A pochemu ty ne dobavliaeshsia u menia v druzya? Eto u tebia antidruzhitelnyi filtr stoit :-/? Ili eto u menia kak vsegda knopochki ne rabotayut? :-)

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yantarik February 16 2011, 14:37:11 UTC
U menia nikakix filtrov ne stoit (po krainei mere, ya ix ne stavila). A ty u menia v druz'jax uzhe bol'she goda. Kak tol'ko ya iz Dimy vybila tvoi user name. On, pravda, zastavil menia poobeschat', chto ya sebia ne rassekrechu. No dumaju, chto uzhe mozhno. =)

I, tak kak u nego s raspisaniem bolee strogo, to vygulivat' dnem budu tebia ya. =) Tak chto vse ravno on ne usledit za obmenom informacii. xe-xe.

Kstati, moi email: yantarik@yahoo.com.

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