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What shall we name the establishment?
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“Flooding.” Simple and effective
17.9% 5 votes
Leave it as is – “Fludnyak”
7.1% 2 votes
“A den of debauchery.” How original!
39.3% 11 votes
Brewery
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#72796
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Ah...
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#72798
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Pavel Durov came to France for dinner. And he certainly had a feast.
Смысла нет, но вы держитесь там. Удачи, здоровья, хорошего настроения!
И пока в кармане пачка милкиуэйев - значит все не так уж плохо на сегодняшний день



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#72799
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What did you order?
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#72800
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French baguette.
Небо – мольбы не ждёт
Небо – угроз не слышит
Небо – ведёт особый счёт
Небо – тебя найдёт

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#72801
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Hermit!
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#72802
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That's interesting. Why aren't there more rap songs about games? And in general, there aren't many songs about games.
Смысла нет, но вы держитесь там. Удачи, здоровья, хорошего настроения!
И пока в кармане пачка милкиуэйев - значит все не так уж плохо на сегодняшний день



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#72803
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Because it's cringe.
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#72804
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What?
Смысла нет, но вы держитесь там. Удачи, здоровья, хорошего настроения!
И пока в кармане пачка милкиуэйев - значит все не так уж плохо на сегодняшний день



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#72805
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I remembered how my brother and a neighbor used to build a base for robots/soldiers out of building blocks when we were kids. The structure was a single-story building because many rooms were needed for different purposes. There were various storage rooms, bedrooms (with beds), and so on. I really liked it, and for some reason, I didn't do anything similar myself, maybe I just didn't have enough imagination at the time. I just came up with stories and played. So, I started thinking that maybe that's where my love for games with base building came from, whether it's some kind of XCOM or something survival-based and isometric.

Be strong. Believe
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#72806
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I built it myself and played alone. The interesting thing is that I didn't bother with the interior, so there was only one room inside, but it looked like a real castle from the outside, with turrets and all. Next to it, I built a fortress wall, like in medieval cities, and placed a garrison. Then I would play out a "siege" – I would take a metal ball bearing, throw it at the structure, and assess the damage. The condition was that the projectile could be launched a limited number of times (5, I think), and if all the defenders were knocked over after that, the artillery would win, but if not, the castle would win.
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#72807
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I remember that we did something similar later on (the base was built in a different way, closer to the tower), but I don't think my brother was involved. It's strange that I forgot about it; maybe it's because we only did it a few times (perhaps around the time we got a PC). I don't remember the details very well, nor what served as the siege weapon, but we definitely inspected the damage and the dead/surviving figures. If a cube was lying on the robot, it meant it was crushed and dead. Otherwise, the outcome could be positive. In general, the inspection was the most interesting part and the main goal, because it was cool to see how and what had crushed whom (the interest was specifically in the toys, not in living creatures like insects and amphibians).
Before that, we did something similar outside, when the base was built from sand. But considering the high chance of losing toys, we quickly abandoned this idea, and it was only done a couple of times. Spoons (or something similar) were used as catapults, scooping up sand and throwing it forward.
There was also a time when I would set up toy soldiers on the floor at home, using toy cars and other objects as cover, and then shoot at them from the opposite side with a pistol. But not the one that was sold in the 90s with round pellets (although maybe a couple of times I used that one too), but with a Soviet pistol that had flat bullets with holes. It did less damage, but it was still sufficient, plus the bullets didn't fly far and were easy to collect. Besides, the round ones could fly back at you, which I guess could be considered return fire.

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#72808
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As a kid, my friends and I only explored one base – the one where sewage flowed and we found dead homeless people.
Смысла нет, но вы держитесь там. Удачи, здоровья, хорошего настроения!
И пока в кармане пачка милкиуэйев - значит все не так уж плохо на сегодняшний день



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#72809
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It was a sewer.
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#72810
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were you looking for turtles there?

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#72811
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I stumbled upon a description of a tea variety called "duck shit tea".

I found it amusing, and maybe it will amuse you too.

В тихой однообразной жизни всегда так бывает: каждый отдельный день бесконечно долог, но месяцы и годы мчатся с непостижимой быстротой.

I wanted to offer you some flowers, but a crown would suit a princess like you much better

Смысл жизни в том, что жизнь на тебе не заканчивается