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I leave my town when I get tired from its sounds, smoke and people evil. I go to my country where I have peace for my body and my mind. I can hear how grass grows and stars talk to each other. The air in my country is permeated with the smell of fresh milk. Sunrises and sunsets are filled with special beauty. Everything breathes tranquility. I am happy.   

I've just come in. I was in countryside. Oh my God! How beautiful it is there! It's peace and quiet. What else need for tired soul?

Bye my friends. I am tired of the fucking town. So, I am going to holiday to the countryside. Some days in nature will make me happy. Russian nature has a gift for restore mental equilibrium. There are peace and quiet in Russian nature. You can walk through the meadows and the fields. The song of birds and the voice of the grasshoppers will accompany you all time. Space of the land will strike you by its scale. Sunrises and sunsets will call up dreams about Paradise, the place from which we came. Russian, Russian! If put you in order, you would be the wonderful country. But there is no a good manager here and I love you too much to make no complaint. It is a pity.