| Yekaterinburg, Moscow and here it is Sakhalin.
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| Ten hours of flight - and a body like a ballerina.
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| Of course, we thought that a penguin would meet us.
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| Awkward, met a man! |
| And not alone!
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| Smelt, navaga, crab, red caviar
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| For breakfast, lunch and dinner - such things, brother.
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| True, the Internet is there for crazy thousands,
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| But you should have seen what kind of women there are!
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| Females, skis, fish, snowmobiles,
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| Long, fun, alcoholic hikes.
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| They strained well, could not lift their leg.
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| This is how we fell in love with Sakhalin. |
| Especially Oh!
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| Oh, don't love? |
| Oh my favorite city!
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| Ohuli don't love Ohu. |
| Oh my favorite city!
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| Oh, don't love? |
| Oh my favorite city!
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| Ohuli don't love Ohu. |
| Oh my favorite city!
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| Oh, don't love? |
| Oh my favorite city!
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| Ohuli don't love Ohu. |
| Oh my favorite city!
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| Oh, don't love? |
| Oh my favorite city!
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| Ohuli don't love Ohu. |
| Oh!
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| Mountains of adventure (you are unlikely to dream),
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| The main thing is not to get on a snowmobile with Lyokha.
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| If you sat next to me - write lost -
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| Lyokha is business-like, and besides, he is an ambal.
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| Vika Sakhalinskaya will teach you to dance,
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| The main thing is not to stand next to Joseph.
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| Joseph the owner of the enchanted resin -
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| A couple of puffs and that's it! |
| Bulbul ogly.
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| And then more fun. |
| Everywhere the light went out.
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| The wind was strong. |
| Glass was torn out.
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| The sleepy body in the hotel gave out candles.
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| And the locals said: "It used to be worse here."
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| The wind is in the mug, and we are spitting.
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| The wind is in the mug, and we are spitting.
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| The wind is in the mug, and we are spitting.
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| Where are we going to rock here?
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| Where are we going to rock here?
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| In general, it was fun, tomorrow the plane.
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| We'll fly home if we're lucky with the weather.
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| And yesterday they found out, and it's not a lie
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| That Fedya Makintosh himself comes from here!
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| ha ha ha
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| What are you laughing at?
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| True, Fedya Makintosh himself is from Sakhalin.
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| ha ha ha
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| No, well, what are you laughing at?
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| Truth from Sakhalin Fedya Makintosh.
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| (Come on heat)
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| Oh, don't love? |
| Oh my favorite city!
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| Ohuli don't love Ohu. |
| Ohu!
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| Oh, don't love? |
| Oh my favorite city!
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| Oh, oh, oh!
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| Oh, don't love? |
| Oh my favorite city!
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| Ohuli don't love Ohu. |
| Ohu!
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| Oh, don't love? |
| Oh my favorite city!
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| Oh, oh, oh! |