The mayor of Moscow, a financial genius, from all that creates rubles, reminded us of the scale of crimes committed in the name of love. We will call, for example, Menelaus, even before the homer days, to turn his linen on his own (like Baturina, only poorer), corresponding to the ancient system, exposed his Spartan grin and destroyed the beauty three so that Schliemann barely found. Well, what is your benefit, Sparta? I won’t venture Menelaus, but I will remember Bonaparte that I burned Moscow for passion. So he loved his Josephine, superpower his mistress,-from the Kremlin, the Tsar-Cell bell and I will put it on your feet! Without putting Moscow on his knees, sorry for the ambiguous verse, he finished Elena on the saint: all the heroes cum on them.

I will also remember Mao Zedong: he recently, that your Saracens, half a kilo put under the barrel out of love for insatiable Jiang Qing. (In a narrow -eyed country, it was called a yellow -faced for the lads of a Celestial Bird Bird - that is, also Elena*, alas.) The previous woman left for his battleship and thickness, he everywhere diluted the hunveibins and put his wife over them, and this Miger became commissar, estimated. Since there was no Seliger there, they have minted Beijing. For the love of the chairman of the Mao, China had previously paid that by their standards there are many standards, and by ours-crane, read: the higher school was destroyed, the professor was sent to the ridge-so, in essence, the case of Luzhkov is harmless in this series. He, having touched Baturin, reached exclusive heights, but cut five million is much worse than to cheat five hundred. It is better to spend the grandmother for the sake of love with a left foot - and it doesn’t matter to me how many there were. All the same, another would have shifted them. There was a Spartan destroyed Troy, and Luzhkov-why I appreciate it-conquered a pretty one, building, although he built more and more garbage, and Moscow in front of the whole planet (dissatisfied-live in New York!) And stood as a monument to this infinite and terrible love, awkwardly, like a barbarossa, an flea market, like a pudyboss, all similar to the gentleness of partybox. Businessman of a small arm. The law of nature was perverted in this layer of the household and power: their ideas about the beautiful are as follows, and love is as follows. This is the devotion of the superman with the merciless house of the merciless house of Intaco, the super -partner of his business. And the twentieth twentieth was thundered, and the footman of journalists was afraid, and the people forgave them-because they did not forgive this for love. He lowered theft and buggy to the chronicler of land and virgin lands, because he kissed as much as not a single one shi shi! All romance in our district. I myself, to be honest, love, if they steal by passion for a friend, and not due to passion for dough. There are few Russian leaders who were caught on these hooks: we almost did not see love in Russian cold expanses. On wrinkled faces, care, no courteous manners ... If someone loves someone, then how Putin loves EP. And to ask with a longing deep-headed Karakall leading us: what have you created for your beloved? How much did you build? How much did you steal? You would go for a risky measure for the sake of secret and obvious friends - you, who suddenly lost confidence in our mayor? Have you walked with a gaping wound from which it flows all the time? Have you even transferred some kind of fucking dollar into a lover? How much did you lie - will we ask lyrically - for the bonds of the treasured bonds?

However, in five or eight years we will find out and this, I'm afraid.

* Elena - Bright (Greek).

Dmitry Bykov

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