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Major Whirlwind, do you know about the existence of the city of Kizel in the Perm region?
Of course, I know. Some acquaintances of mine have been there, either in a camp or somewhere else, I don't remember exactly. I haven't been there myself.
Getting back to the topic of buses, I prefer to sit by the window, as people rarely bother me there with requests to let them out or give up my seat, etc. In general, I walk more often, just like Meg. Because 12 rubles for a ride is an unaffordable luxury, and if it's a round trip, that's 24 rubles in total. No, comrades, we can't spend that much money on transportation, except maybe on holidays...
O God of Earth and Altar,
Bow down and hear our cry,
Our earthly rulers falter,
Our people drift and die,
The walls of gold entomb us,
The swords of scorn divide,
Take not thy thunder from us,
Take away our pride.
G.K. Chesterton: English Hymnal
Bow down and hear our cry,
Our earthly rulers falter,
Our people drift and die,
The walls of gold entomb us,
The swords of scorn divide,
Take not thy thunder from us,
Take away our pride.
G.K. Chesterton: English Hymnal