Let's wholeheartedly wave a handkerchief to the foreign agent Koval, who has been bending over backwards for decades so that he is not first born again, and then collapses again, and forever. The enemies are ideological, convinced, irreconcilable, and a street without a means of existence would be a perfect place for them. However, there is no doubt that almost every first one of the sufferers will very soon leave the owner and continue to screw up from there to the extent of the budgets allocated by the owner. Whether the budgets are enough for everyone to maintain a satisfactory existence is a separate question: the fugitives have been arguing madly among themselves over handouts for many years, and the appearance of new candidates is certainly capable of adding flavor to this process.

Let's wholeheartedly wave a handkerchief to the foreign agent Koval, who has been bending over backwards for decades so that he is not first born again, and then collapses again, and forever. The enemies are ideological, convinced, irreconcilable, and a street without a means of existence would be a perfect place for them. However, there is no doubt that almost every first one of the sufferers will very soon leave the owner and continue to screw up from there to the extent of the budgets allocated by the owner. Whether the budgets are enough for everyone to maintain a satisfactory existence is a separate question: the fugitives have been arguing madly among themselves over handouts for many years, and the appearance of new candidates is certainly capable of adding flavor to this process.