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meggigoering · 8 months

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📖September 28, 2023

🦈We have a new entertainment. The stinky stopped interfering his chemistry with delicious urine supplements. Now the mustard gas in our apartment is as clean as a tear. The stinky moron is a moron, so he believes that such a hellish concentrate can spread around the apartment imperceptibly. It's full of pus lungs, and it feels like they've been full of bricks in the chest. And the eyes are completely covered with pus. Me and the dogs got sick from this fucking pneumonia, and we walk like rabbits with red eyes. Sergei Mikhailovich Shumilov's stinky smells a stream from his nose and lungs, but the stinky moron does not give up. His ass burns to the fullest, together with his girlfriend Shumilova Tatiana Vladimirovna, so the poisoners cut their chemistry to the maximum. I hope our neighbors will crucify him for this when they find out what is so delicious in the general ventilation of the house entrance. Me and my dogs recognized this smell, we were treated by this crap by another friend of "mother" Shumilova Tatiana Vladimirovna - Dr. Svetlana Fomina, who on the blue eye still took money from me for renting an apartment where we breathed this shit. In short, only these oligophrens - the Orekhovskaya gang family of the Shumilovs, Sveta Fomina with Asya Ramazanova, and their best friend Ali Uzdenov, who supplies them with this shit, naively believe that the poisoning is imperceptible and will not leave traces. Photos with ulcers and tests of my dogs have already flown around the investigative units and veterinarians. Now I have the same ulcers on my face, and the tests have already been drawn in full. The fact is that the mustard gas very characteristically changes the picture of blood, and in principle it is not difficult to find out what ozonated me and my dogs here. I would say that the unique trace left by the mustard gas in the blood of the poisoned person cannot be confused with anything. Only Uzdenov and his Orekhovsjaya family believe that they are clean. There's nothing surprising about that! The mustard gas, as I used to write, provokes a cruel runny nose, so the stinky does not feel his stench himself, it has snot to the knee. It is not surprising that Uzdenov with his employees and friends Ramazanova, Fomina, and Tanyushka Shumilova do not taste the odor, while their whole backs are in shit. These are all cruel jokes of the mustard gas, they beat off the aromas of even the very last shit.

The very juicy point for this community of professional stinky possums, that this mustard gas smell my grandfather, the genuine son of Mikhail Iiyuch Tolstoy and Elena Lvovna Koutchubei, who died in the same apartment from lung gangrene, which started as an acute pneumonia before, and my grandmother, the genuine daughter of Roman Ivanovich Bagration and Elena Aleksandrovna Volkonskaya-Rakhmanova, who suddenly fell ill and died with a series of heart attacks, would easily recognize. I would also laugh at coincidences, only an episode of beating me by a stinky until an ovarian rupture and a stomach bruise was handed over to the investigative department at the place of my grandmother's death. Actually, on this topic, a visit from the criminal investigation of the Samara Central Board took place to the long-suffering apartment on Maslennikova 16-13. If the personal visit of the slaughter department of the Samarsky glavk didn't reach the stinky, don't wait for miracles from publications on social media.

The fact that the stinky began to pour chemistry again was also clear from the way his theatrical inflammation of cunning sharply worsened again. And he pricks in his ass, and his heart hurts, and he will die soon. Like an opossum that pretends to be dead, exating the stench of dokhlyatina, opens one eye to watch the theatrical effect, the stinky performs the same thing. The beast is the beast.

Their ass burns to the fullest, that's why they try to finish me quickly, and, as it seems to them, cleverly, and imperceptibly finish me off. Now they are pouring shock doses of mustard gas, thank God now there is no stinky urine, and for some incomprehensible reason it seems to them that it is imperceptible. Poor Uzdenov, the man did not expect that his work to treat my teeth would go to dust. The creation of a beautiful bite of the future corpse of my future substitute did not lead to the desired result, but led to the transfer of the criminal case from Istra (where NP Bunkovo together with A1 are still in happily ignorance that there is a criminal case, judging by the answers they wrote to the FSB - they were sent to me, I read everything, laughed for a long time), to the glorious city of Samara, where there are still some morons from the Orekhovskaya gang family, who were settled in my inherited apartment, not at all embarrassed that the "dad" chosen to me does not look like, to put it mildly, to my dad, and even expertise is not required for this, since the absence of biological kinship of this character with my biological ancestors - grandparents and their ancestors, can obviously be seen with the naked eye. So the case was transferred to Samara for my house in Istra under a slaughter article. Now I'm sitting airing the apartment again, and with the first horse I'm already rushing to decide on the issue of these scum being closed in jail before the trial, since they can't and don't want to be free as white people while they are given such an opportunity. Therefore, today's post again, unfortunately, is not about productivity, and various cool things that I do, but again about the smelly stinky and terrorism. I hope, there are no unanswered questions left about what's the substance of my litigation against AFK Sistema SberAlfa-VTB. Just the murder of my both parents, my sister, my dogs, and numerous assasination attempts against me, if very roughly to explain the heart of the story. Oh yes, they also hacked a few accounts for me, and cut down the websites of the hasheight group's businesses, but these are trifles. I had to redo several sites and reload social media accounts, but these are such small issues considering the substance of the case. So the sites of HASHEIGHT, #davnosti, and Raevskaya Business School are not working yet as expected, they are under reconstruction, and I warned you. But now you know the reason.

Why have these bastards been in the sacred ignorance for so long that there are criminal cases? Yes, because no correspondence went to my mobile phones in the form of standard messages and calls. Confidentiality and data protection in the VTB Systema "SberAlfa Groupp" exist only in their social responsibility reports. In reality, they freely intercept and modify messages and wiretapping calls. What the fck about the organized "business" gangs that control all mobile communications in the country, such trifles as the law? Therefore, I did not discuss anything on the phone, did not correspond, and in general the communication was carried out in a different way. And since the methods and means of communication were unknown to these clowns - that is, they were without direct communication on a mobile phone, they believed that there were actually no communications or criminal cases. This is their first monstrous mistake.

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rvexillology · 5 years

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Lithuanian flag in Ohio style

from /r/vexillology Top comment: Based on [historical flag / current naval jack of Lithuania](https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Flag_of_Lithuania#/media/File:Flag_of_Lithuania_(state).svg) . Red stripes represent the red field and the white stripes - the white horseman (Vytis). 3 stripes also represent the 3rd republic (1st being GDL, 2nd - interwar republic of Lithuania, 3rd - current independent republic). In the roundel is the Gediminids symbol that was used on [some versions of Vytis](https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Coat_of_arms_of_Lithuania#/media/File:Lietuvos_herbas_Vytis.Lithuanian_CoA_Vytis_of_15th_c.jpg) and is still often used to represent Lithuania.

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lapeaudelamemoire · 6 years

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Addendum, Tuesday 8th May, 2018 Spent the rest of the afternoon finishing what I hadn't seen all of in the Palace of the Grand Dukes. I now have a complete timeline of the grand dukes of Lithuania up until the end of the Vasa dynasty, which was the last dynasty with ties to the original Jogaila dynasty, which in turn descended from ties to the Gediminid dynasty. (That being said, apparently the first Grand Duke following the last Vasa was descended from a brother of Jogaila, who, himself, after being baptised Władysław II Jagiełło, though Lithuanian, is now mostly known by that Polish name, which is how his Wikipedia article is addressed). The history of the Grand Dukes seems to stop after that, at least in the palace-museum, although a search of 'grand dukes Lithuania' turns up that the dukedom did not, in fact, cease after the last Vasa (John II Casimir). It appears that from 1669 to 1795, when the Commonwealth was partitioned for the third and final time, there were 6 Grand Dukes, 2 of whom alternated and were Grand Duke twice each following each other. That's an entire century and almost a half of history not told in the palace of Grand Dukes, which is surprising. Either way, that was when the Commonwealth lasted up to, meaning when the King of Poland was also simultaneously the Grand Duke of Lithuania. 1795 to 1915 (120 years) Vilnius was under Imperial Russian rule; 1915 to 1918 it was occupied by Germany. In late 1918 (11 November, Armistice of Compiègne) Lithuania declared independence (as did the other two Baltic states and Poland, hence the independence centenary celebrated by all these countries this year), but Vilnius was turned over to Polish defence forces when the German occupying army left on the 1st of January 1919; Kaunas served as temporary capital of Lithuania for 19 years (and was even called such in Lithuanian - LT: laikinoji sostinė). 'Official' annexation to Poland and becoming a voivodeship with Wilno/Vilnius as capital of that province happened in 1922, with international recognition (excluding Lithuania, of course) occurring in 1923. In general, very turbulent period as Russia, Germany, and Poland struggled with each other; with the smaller Baltic states, Lithuania being one of them, being steamrollered. The outbreak of WWII in 1939 (1 Sept) ended the Polish administration in Vilnius; the Molotov-Ribbentrop Pact transferred Vilnius to the Soviet Union in 1940, lasting 1 year; but was then occupied by the Nazis upon their invasion in 1941 for three years (3 years) until 1944, when the Soviet Union re-took Vilnius (apparently with Polish help, though unsure if governmental or simply local Polish resistance against the Germans). Soviet control resumed from 1944 to 1990, when on 11 March 1990 Lithuania again declared independence. A last coup of the Soviets failed in August 1991, and all remaining control was lost; Lithuania was admitted to the UN on 17th September 1991 (also the year of dissolution of the entire Soviet Union). Quick timeline of the history of Vilnius (not all Lithuania, divergence occurs in 1919) for my own benefit: 1795 - 1915 (120 years): Russian empire 1915 - 1918 (3 years; WWI): German occupation 1918: Lithuania declares independence for the first time 1919: - 1 January, German troops leave, Vilnius handed over to Polish committee, which began forming an administration; Lithuanian goverment evacuates to Kaunas (temporary capital for 19 years hence). - 5 January, seized by Bolshevik forces. - 19 April, taken by Polish army. 1920: - 14 July, taken again by Soviets, aided by Lithuanians, who were promised Vilnius. - 9 October, seized by Polish army (Lithuanian-Belarusian division under General Lucjan Żeligowski) in staged mutiny; became the capital of the 'Republic of Central Lithuania', largely seen as a puppet state to Poland. 1920 - 1922 (2 years): 'Central Lithuania'. 1922: - 20 February, at 'Central Lithuanian Parliament', annexed to Poland and formation of Wilno Voivodeship. 1923: Conference of Ambassadors awards Vilnius to Poland. Recognition worldwide save Lithuania itself as part of Poland. Lithuania closes its borders to Poland and breaks all diplomatic relations. 1938: Poland issues ultimatum to Lithuania to reopen diplomatic relations as tensions in Europe prior to WWII increase; Lithuania agrees but does not recognise Vilnius as Polish de jure (although the ultimatum voids such a claim de facto). 1939: WWII breaks out; Vilnius and Lithuania is taken by the Soviets. Some Lithuanian authority remains. De-Polonisation begins. 1940 - 1941 (1 year): - 14 June 1940, Soviet ultimatum to Lithuania issued. Lithuania loses previously-held tenuous remaining authority. Soviet occupation. 1941 - 1944 (3 years): German - Nazi - occupation. 1944 - 1990 (46 years)/1991 (47 years): Soviet occupation. 1990 - 1991: Lithuanian struggle for and declaration of independence. Still marginally under Soviet rule. 1991 - present: Independent Lithuania, with Vilnius as capital. Other occupations (of Vilnius): Brief Swedish occupation 16 April 1702 - 19 July 1702 (3 months) Fell during the Battle of Vilnius (16 April 1702), part of the Great Northern War, also during the Swedish invasion of Poland (1701 to 1706; 5 years). City remained under Swedish control until 19 July 1702 when Carl Gustav Mörner left with his army to reinforce King of Sweden Charles XII in the Battle of Kliszów (19 July 1702). Recaptured briefly in 1706 by Carl Gustaf Dücker. Grand Duke of the time, Stanisław Leszczyński, was selected by Charles XII to accede to the throne in disfavour of Augustus II the Strong, who later regained the throne in 1709 (later lost it again to Stanisław Leszczyński for a second time in 1733, after 24 years). / Really, as it turns out... I seem to mostly simply be spending all my time learning the history of Vilnius and to a lesser extent, of Lithuania.

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meggigoering · 6 months

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🦈In Samara, during the morning after the 14000 signed and sealed pages, it was a hectic work day, with an alginate mask, a cup of green tea, and a sense of serenity when the stinky sleeps.

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meggigoering · 7 months

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🦈I had an extremely busy evening: I finished the Transformative Deep Learning course at the University of Queensland tonight, and it's necessary for two educational projects I'm involved with: the Raevskaya Business School and Turnaround Guide Online. It's very rare for me to give up part of my night's sleep to pursue academic progress.

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meggigoering · 7 months

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meggigoering · 7 months

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🦈Thankfully, after the exam pass, I have a time lag before the upcoming semester. Aiming to leave the routine behind the new term, where I am setting the goal to concentrate on the business and study, I strive to put the complete criminal case on the wheels, being ready for the explosive exit of the litigation into the public environment. During this transition, I had a chance to catch a very productive day in the library in between.

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🦈When I studied in Oxford, in the study books we've got a one written by Balthasar Gracian. It was a supplement for the course of strategy taught by Prof. Marc Ventresca. I found this book to be one of the triggers that led me to amend my own blueprint and relaunch my business school.

"Knowledge and courage are the elements of Greatness. They give immortality, because they are immortal. Each is as much as he knows, and the wise can do anything. A man without knowledge, a world without light. Wisdom and strength, eyes and hands. Knowledge without courage is sterile." Balthasar Gracian, The Art of Wordly Wisdom.

Hence, wit and grit are not enough to achieve the success. Goals setting, strategy, action plan, productivity management, multiple intelligence, attitude, ethics, intrinsic motivation, stress management, and the power of spirit are the minimal set of essential things making dreams come true.

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meggigoering · 7 months

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🦈📖My daily dose of reading is based on my courses taken from the MIT, where I am studying to create the HASHEIGHT's products. In 1995, after the graduation from the Technical Lyceum, I was admitted to study at the Samarsky Politech, Faculty of Engineering, but my grandparents decided that I have to get the first profession in economics. Due to their fcking care, they obliged me to take my documents from Polytech, and submitted them to the Samara State Economic University. After that, my very inconsistent grandparents transferred me between faculties, "choosing the best one," thus, I lost all my friends and network, and remember my study as a nightmare of a loner. Their doubtful and destructive input in my life has no value to me, but I am grateful for studying at MIT now.

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meggigoering · 7 months

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🦈If you make your hobby your job, you won't work anymore, even a day. BOOST BTA is an integral part of the back end operations, which are underlying the functionality of business artifacts: portable special purpose computers. I love these projects a lot, and even if I make and put on retail shelf just 4 artifacts integrated with the BOOST BTA, RBS, and EVA businesses, I would say that my life was not useless.

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meggigoering · 8 months

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🦈Well, my back to the future journey is approaching the end. A couple of years ago, I've written the Parable About Talents post, and mentioned that I did not have an opportunity to live in Samara at the age of maturity. For me, this 6-months period became one of the most productive periods in my life ever, and even stinky and his company was unable to destroy it. Yesterday mad stinky with Tanyushka again tried to challenge the fate, so the criminal litigation now arriving at the destination point. I am looking forward to the start of court hearings, praying that this will open for me happy time, so much expected and necessary to completely dive only into business, sport, and education.

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meggigoering · 8 months

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📖October 8, 2023

🦈I haven't written anything these few days because I was very busy with my studies. I remind you that I study at two American universities, and my working and learning day looks very tight. From this dense calendar and to-do list, every day at least 40% was bitten by a stinky with his girlfriend Tanya Shumilova, and their heavenly patrons - the Angara maniac Mikhail Popkov (if anyone forgot, aka Sylvester, the leader of the Orekhovskaya gang, in the world an honorary elder, the patriarch of the Ancient Orthodox Church Kornily Titov), and his henchiks from the Sberalfa-VTB Systema. The fact that these scum devoured, I picked up time in the early mornings, but still both work and study suffer a lot because of these condoms. On Friday and Saturday, they ate just two days of cleaning after the fire and the lack of light in the apartment. What the fck is the fire, you ask? The real fire.

In short, in the long-suffering flat on Maslennikova 16-13 in case you missed everything, where I and my dogs were generously sweated by the mustard gas poison, there was expected to be a shmon. I mean, a search. Mustard gas is such a shit that is simply unrealistic to weather from the apartment where it has been for a long time. This crap penetrates through the chemical protection suit in 40 minutes, is easily absorbed into porous materials, and it is impossible to wash it from plastic and wood. Therefore, there were so many samples of chemistry in the apartment that the field for samples for toxicological and chemical examination was not plowed here. Since the stinky itself poured snot and pus from the lungs, the epicenter of storage and one of the main sources of distribution of deadly chemistry was in his pissed chambers. I assume that this bastard kamikaze wanted to live, so he probably kept his chemical shit on the balcony. Obviously, this outside storage did not save stinky, because his snot hung to his knees, and the pus from his lungs could be raked out with a shovel. So one visit to the smelly balcony and his pissed bedroom would basically make him the most flawed character in history.

In addition, there was a genetic test for the stinky, from which it clearly follows that this bastard is not related to me or to my testators. This genetic test was sent to me by the stinky himself. The test is a sample of stupidity, and its manufacturer (Academy of DNA Genealogy) deserves to receive the Darwin Award along with the stinky. A test with two fundamental errors that completely exclude the chance of a stinky not only of kinship with me, my grandparents, but the chance that the test is true. I will not provide a manual on how to deceive the law and "sweet fryers," I will briefly note that the stinky at the Academy of DNA Genealogy (remember this name) generated a fake combined test, in which they picked up a haplogroup from some princes just in case, and a haplotype from others, so that if anything fits in both cases. The little truth is that they were a little bit wrong with the names of the princes, and who on what line is related to my family. And so for the inhabitants of the object, the test looked very convincing. The stinky the great-grandson of Ivan the Terrible himself, in a straight male line, Rurikovich! Everything is beautiful and absofckyamazing, only the direct male ancestor in the male line of my dad and his dad was not Rurikid by direct male line, he is Gediminid. I'll save the rest of the details for later.

Well, I somehow remembered that the stinky was lying in a psychiatric hospital and many times he was visited at home by a good psychiatrist-narcologist.

Again, the performance of the stinky a week ago, when I asked for compensation for an ovarian rupture. I'm sticking out here with the Moscow medical insurance, I don't want to change it. I feel pretty lousy after a stinky confused me with a boxing bag and beat me - a stomach bruise, an ovarian rupture and a closed abdominal injury is not a light runny nose. As I wrote a week ago, the stinky (I remind you, a permanent client of psychiatrists and narcologists, who was lying in a mental hospital, who was diagnosed last year and written in the recommendations to solve the issue of his sanity) immediately called Tanya Shumilova, and asked her to organize the following: to falsify me a diagnosis of an alleged schizophrenia, and send me forever for compulsory treatment to free the apartment from my presence. Tanyushka sleeps and sees to get access to my property as soon as possible, and does not hesitate to falsify the grounds in order to get the right to dispose of it. Well, Tanya wants to ride my Porsche and live in my flat 196 on Leninsky 64/2, you can't order her heart! There and her daughter Valeria has already set up for me in the HASHEIGHT business - she bought Porsche sneakers, a business suit, IT textbooks, and books on law and accounting just stole from me. In short, the "family" is ready to accept my belongings, inheritance and property completely free of charge, there is only one issue left to solve - I'm still alive. Therefore, all the dialogues and gossip of Tanya and stinky about "schizophrenia" were due to the fact that these creatures were going to take care of me, and send me with someone else's name to a mental hospital, where I would be missing. It is clear, the treatment of my torn ovary was not in the plans of caring "parents" who only for the maintenance of their daughter the prostitute Lera milked more than 7 million rubles from me.

I accidentally recorded Tanya's conversation with the stinky, and without waiting for it to finish, I immediately went to the Investigative Committee to the investigator on duty.

In short, there were more than enough reasons to close the stinky and his girlfriends Tanya Shumilova and her relatives in the pre-trial detention center by October 1, 2023.

Feeling that the stinky and his girlfriends, instead of my inheritance, will now really draw a preventive measure in the form of sending to the madhouse, where they so diligently wanted to hand me over instead, this cute nut (in all aspects) family shit themselves and decided to solve the issue radically. Well, like there is no person and no documents - no problem.

So here it is. On Friday morning, October 6th 2023, I needed to run to the library, I'm now describing the functionality for prototypes, I need to read a couple of books with at least one eye. Well, that is, I have a plan for books that I need to read for work and study, and I, like in the movie "Quiet Place" every day, I go out on business and to the library.

It's scary, of course, the stinky with his girlfriends are rare scum, but no one promised that it would be easy. After learning that there would be a shmon (search), the stinky got up all week, neither light nor dawn, and even reduced the degree of mustard gas. On Friday, at 10:30 a.m., he finished his morning promenade, and I felt the chance to run and rushed to the library. I go out at 11-20, go to the library, and a funeral car is blocked on the way. I don't think to myself, damn it, will they really take the stinky and I'll finally make a funeral for my parents? I come to the library, and now I set a timer for 25 minutes due to an acute shortage of time. And so the timer rang three times, I'm looking at the cameras - everything seems to be calm in the apartment. Well, I think I'll allow myself another sprint. And what do you think - immediately a fire alarm starts yelling in the library. In short, remembering the morning funeral car, I put my feet in my hands and run back to the apartment. I think there are too many distracting unpleasant elements today. I come - a stinky in the apartment. Well, I think it's great - I'll feed the dogs now and go back. Harry eats 8 times a day after poisoning with mustard gas on fractional feeding. I gave the dogs semolina porridge to cook, and a kettle for myself. As soon as the stinky found out about the shmon, he lost his peace and sleep, he couldn't find the key to the attic, he needed urgently for unknown reasons. And wow - while the dogs were waiting for cooking porridge, I found the key under the closet when I was washing the floor. The stinky saw the key, rushed into the room to his place, took the key and left the apartment. I'm sitting waiting for the kettle. I feel that burnt paper stintles, it's not clear where it comes from. And then somebody knocks on the door: a neighbor from the 14th apartment says: hey your balcony is burning. I say - the stinky locked the rooms with a key. In short, the firefighters were called further. Three minutes later, there was such smoke in a pillar that I could barely open the window. At that moment, the stinky returned, and began to try to put out the fire himself. I managed to pull suitcases with documents to the stairs and bring the dogs out. Then, as in a bad dream, firefighters with oxygen cylinders for breathing began to climb the stairs, the spectacle is pure Silent Hill. But what is especially original, the freshly found key to the attic of the stinky did not share with them, pretending that there was no key and I took it for myself. This is still a plus the time while the firefighters were squeezing the door to the attic.

In short, 6 fire trucks, 24 firefighters, an ambulance, police, the Ministry of Emergency Situations, a day without light. And the day before, I put all my things and documents in bags and suitcases. So when everybody moved out, I went in, rubbed the bags and washed the floor. Well, since there was no light, I had a real Sabbath. The only shitty thing is that there used to be mustard gas with stinky urine, and now combustion products have been added to it. I'm sitting like in a "Hard's Hell" smokehouse. I understand that the absence of posts from me for several days, barbecue customers from the sistema "Sberalfa-VTB" secretly hoped that there was at least one human victim in the fire. Yes, guys. Your mental stinky employee Sergey Shumilov has a burnt face, because at your order, instead of a barbecue of me, my dogs and a fire from my documents, he burned in my apartment, which you rewrote on for your second psychic employee Lera Shumilova, one room and a balcony. Greetings from all the neighbors at this house section entrance, who perfectly understand what a fire in an apartment with a gas column means. They don't give a fck about your ways to solve problems and steal Andrey Leonidovich Kostin, Vladimir Petrovich Evtushenkov, Peter Olegovich Aven, German Oscarovich Gref. After the Lame Horse, the fire in the Winter Cherry, and the fire in the Samara Department of Internal Affairs, for you, of course, 60 people burned alive in the house section entrance, it's like not fucking doing. But for the population of the entrance, which was the day before yesterday very close to share the fate of these unfortunate people, your KPIs, bonus plans, and your understanding of "corporate social responsibility" do not matter. Fcking "Atlants" of Russian business.

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