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Finally, our lake giant is mercy: it was not possible to lower it - they are released, but to Berlin. Believe the opinion of the poet, friend of Phoebe and stalemithing: this is not a pardon - this is exactly the exchange. Let us recall Trifonov again: long before the elite, he showed off that this word would determine our life. Yes, no one hides, does not lie from our leader: there is no mercy, but there is a bash for bash. Even Lenin let the steamers let go for a reason ... Who is he exchanged for? - Here is a mystery for a scribbler, that’s what our best minds are fighting today, how the Spirites turn a saucer. Well, let's try.

Maybe our diplomats with insurance are mutating, and now they want Khodorkovsky for this? But it is hardly even for the States that insurance is the road, so that for this to them, damned, to give out the main enemy. Maybe Barack Obama offered him a draw and said about Sochi directly: I will let go - I will fly? But the arrival of Obama, despite the noise and weight, is there a whole drama with the Ministry of Emergencies aircraft? Maybe the European kagal was hit in the back: you will not let Ukraine - so at least Misha would give? But by muni, a giant nursing us, is Ukraine an oligarch worth a number of times?! Someone Rar, a secular man, hastened to console everyone: German diplomacy lies in this. Yes, Germany is intelligent - but taking into account the Neftezen that she could offer him this in return? Money? - We have them like dirt, we spend them like shit. Maybe Stasi archives? So opened for a long time. The main enemy, who has served ten, all a frightening example - how to balance it? Is it only the GDR? However, I am not sure, the options for considering that Dresden or Schverin will become the estate of the Russian Federation. Here we need a different bet - and neither the local thief, nor any latest Kafka foresaw it.

It is not in vain that this miracle puts the press up the bottom: the prisoner was released from here, provided one. Here, under the arch of our heavy, forever cloudy skies, there is another Russian prisoner, our second Edmond Dantes. In incomprehensible wine, he is to blame for someone and is imprisoned behind the red wall in the Kremlin hell. He can fly even in Sochi, at least in Naples, even to Athos - but he cannot slip away from this eternal night. Glass his gaze like Hina. His brain burns with fire. The rusted colossus is now holding on it. But with all his boyfriend, which we are repeated, there are no eternal kingdoms, and he will be released. He will abandon his work, tell us that he disappeared and delivered to the aircraft by the helicopter of the Ministry of Emergencies - and the country will congratulate him in the howl of a joyful crowd, and where then he will direct the tired feet and a strained back after all the Russian troubles? Apparently, to the city of Berlin. It is unlikely that they will take it anymore.

That's why both the service and freedom without trial ...

Know, indeed, they can’t get anywhere from each other.