08цы, 08цемвтки, Ukraine

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A man is standing near the monument to Pushkin. It's half past two in the morning. Suddenly a voice is heard from above:
- Hey, man! Wait here for me for half an hour, huh?
- Well, what are you, Alexander Sergeevich! How dare I!
- Well please! Well, what is it worth to you? Well, at least for the sake of everything I did(//tractor-service.com)
for culture... The man agreed. Pushkin waved his cane and left, and the man left.
took his place. Time is worth it. It costs two. It's already morning. There is no Pushkin. The man cried, went away
to the department:
- You understand, - he says, - I am standing here, and he is on top: replace me, he says, on
half an hour and left. I was waiting for him, waiting... He's like that with a cane, in a cylinder...
- With sideburns? - Yes, yes, he is the one! - He is sitting in the bullpen. -?!
- You imagine, I walked the streets here, caught pigeons and shit on their heads!