Posted by adminNY on February 03, 2019
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Beaming fresh bald head, Heron looked to the editor. – Well, finally you become like a man! – Almost lovingly looking at him, said Simon .- Now, I hope you appreciate all the advantages of this hairstyle. – Simon, you've always been and remains my idol. And my solemn duty – and always around you to emulate. – With a little overdone imitation of you. Still, some hair on my head still remained. – I am sure that there is not long survive him, and I'm just a little ahead of the event.

– You're going to rest, – said Simon is less friendly .- What the hell are you here to hang out? – I came to say goodbye to loved ones and friends of the chief before a long separation. – Then consider that we have already said good-bye – Simon growled and buried his head in the paper. In the hallway, surprising everyone with his new hairdo, Geron urged his colleagues to follow suit. He argued that the city was attacked by hordes of lice, and the only way to deal with them – it is to deprive their nutrient! – Well, the spitting image of Simon as a child! – Eddie threw up his hands – you do not accidentally relatives? – The authorities need to flatter – retorted Heron – otherwise you can spend a lifetime in the laboratory! – Yes, really, deeply licked – stated Eddie .- You're just a born climber! – Do not miss the guy too, if our boss is so often makes you such gifts – the journalist said, standing on the table looking at a new camera. .

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Apostle Island

Posted by adminNY on April 23, 2018
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The city of St.Yala houses the muse who gathers people to forgive. Three Shrines store here in the greatness of peace, I love St. Petersburg, today, yesterday and old, from Holy Redeemer troubles of God’s destiny. In the emerald-Neva, and chestnuts in the alleys with areas I read ages wonderfully, fantastic world. In the gilded churches over their domes zastyvschimi, I see the angels home, framed in the Sky Sapphire. Russian city of Venice under the cover of the Apostolic passage. Way of the Cross on Calvary with Horse of the blockade of trouble.

You keep on loving prayers Xenia. Are you talking about, St. Petersburg, Russia for the predicted light … 2006. Sketches on the pilgrimage ship “Abbot Damanski.” Pilgrimage to Balaam.

Kisses motor vessel wave Cuts Ladoga surface. Under the cover of the sky crown Month went to spend the night. In the hold of little children fell silent – a long journey tired, and slept in the mast a whirlwind, to get some rest. Rocky island breathes, wise gray, And over the dining room roof, the Stars sat down to rest. Swim left “two steps only” boat on the waves. The beauty of the archipelago opens Balaam. Cross Worship We met at St. Nicholas monastery, pilgrimage and tea, treats all of his sister. The Apostle himself the Apostle Island still blessed. Beauty, God-given, Spirit pleading strengthened. Miracle of the island in the ocean – Everywhere Pushkin landscape here and in the monastic rank Sandy Fair. The cell had met with love: The smell of incense censer.

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