* * *I love life because it is… (Rimma Kazakova)

* * *I love life because it is our common life that I’ve got your coat on a hanger. For tightness, for the hullabaloo,where we warm,that coffee tramway only I you. For what bread or flowers-I used hard!-bring in the evening and you,as a bird in the beak, to the house. Let us seize the life,let us eat, let,-one where in your hands spotmau crazy pulse. The one where you don’t care about us all,where there are no special landmarks in Moscow exactly in this.he wakes up to all of us.