March 22, 2014
And she began to make sketches with me to go – you know, Merkulov, well, not in a rush, it was not, eh?
Lepeshinskaia gives her pointers, the wife immediately upon the soul stands Nalbandian sniffs the kettle, the inspectors of the CCC come – well, intimate same thing, eh? I do say Nalbandian – you round out with his sketches – well, a couple of times he said that he sketches enough.
Lawrence P. paused, flashed a sly nez and asked:
- How do you think Merkulov, what all of this happen? Of our, you know, with the tao of love Lepeshinskaya?
- Painting, probably – cautiously replied Merkulov.
- Look, it’s clear that the picture.