Your letters. November 11, 2006
“Admit, Anatoly Ivanovich, our letters are more and less pleasing to you. We are tired here, who is physically, who - from fear, who - from hopes, who - from hopelessness. " This listener grieves not only about Russia, but about all of humanity, about European - especially: “What greed, cruelty and corruption are spilled in the Russian air! And the air does not know borders and spreads around Europe, placing it incurable. ” This is a rare letter.