"Подруга рассказала мне такую историю: «Помню, мама как-то...

"A friend told me this story:" I remember, my mother once called my Israeli friends to Russian borscht. I cooked it on a pig bone. The guests were grated, lived in Europe, eat oysters and other unauthorized things. That is, they imagined themselves to be fronts. And here, they involuntarily jerked when my mother slipped on meat in plates on a spoon of sour cream. If there were spies, they would burn right there. "

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