I ended up near St. Petersburg with an American friend. Fishing, nature... the fresh air. The American is even better :-) My friends treated me to a shrimp salad. That was a mistake :-) On the way back to St. Petersburg, we were both overcome with anxiety. One gas station: - Is there a restroom? - NO! The second... same answer. How do I translate it to my friend in response to his surprised face? He asks: "Where do they... shit?" "Probably behind the shed," I say. Eventually, we pulled over to the side of the road. Luckily, there was a paper towel in the car :-) We're sitting in the woods, groaning. Mosquitoes... not even clouds, hordes. They simply gnawed at both our asses and... manhoods, excuse me. And we were pulled over to the side of the road three times. 50 km from the "Northern...CAPITAL!" Let's go...scratch our bitten asses :-) - Vladimir, you're savages. And this shit is savage! - he said to me, - How can you pass laws in Congress (Duma) about "propaganda of homosexuality," about "no smoking within 15 meters of the metro," and about "protecting the rights of believers," and not pass a BASIS law that no gas station can open without a working toilet??? This is a BASIS human NEED!!! You're savages!" And I couldn't find any arguments to counter him... (C)
Ronin, my brain is boiling and refusing to comprehend your comment. No... I can read, and I have sympathy for your ass... But why did you write this charade here?
Nikolai Spiridonov, Ronin, what's this about and what's the point? And really...what's the point?
Ronin, my brain is boiling and refusing to comprehend your comment. No... I can read, and I sympathize with your ass... But why are you writing this charade here?
Larisa Kolesnikova, Apparently, there's no such law regarding gas stations or lupines...
Mono, you know... I also often hide in the bushes... but the expression on my face at this intimate moment for me doesn’t seem any different. Not the same.
Larisa Kolesnikova, well, what's that girl doing here with such a tense face and in such an awkward position?
Mono, You're a boor, sir, this isn't the first time you've tried to be mean, but this is the last time, not the last. I'll tell you, instead of writing nasty things to others, you should try looking in the mirror more often and into your own soul, there's definitely darkness and gloom there. I feel sorry for you, it's hard to be and live like that!
Can I chime in on this heated discussion with personal attacks? Shouldn't you, when photographing a beautiful woman, do everything and even a little more to ensure the photograph is about her and her, without any ambiguous interpretations? Measure seven times, and don't "see it later when you get there." So you don't have to delete the comments later...
Nikolai Spiridonov, you shouldn't have deleted the comments, sir. Yeah...
Larisa Kolesnikova, Perhaps there are flaws in the work, and I can probably say for sure that there are, but I really don't want to read and reread such comments, and this couple has tried, and continues to do so, to sling mud at me, not at the work, but at me as the author and those in the photo. And I don't see the point in keeping these comments.
Can I interject my opinion into a heated discussion with personal attacks? Shouldn't you, when photographing a beautiful woman, do everything and even a little more to ensure the photograph is about her and her, without any ambiguous interpretations? Measure seven times, and don't "I saw it later when I arrived." So as not to delete the comments later...
Malakhov, I'm capable of responding appropriately to well-expressed comments and, where applicable, fair criticism, and accepting it with the same degree of correctness. I don't see the point in keeping garbage in my house; it belongs in the trash.
Nikolai Spiridonov, hmm...it's up to you and only you. You are the owner of this page. However...with your actions like this, the cart won't budge. Mutual hostility only destroys this site. And I wouldn't want that. Because this site...it's our own, Belarusian.
Nikolai Spiridonov, hmm...it's up to you and only you. You are the owner of this page. However...with your behavior like this, the cart won't budge. Mutual hostility only destroys this site. And I wouldn't want that. Because this site...it's our dear Belarusian one.
Larisa Kolesnikova, Yes, that's exactly what I think: it's yours, but also mine, even if I'm just visiting you. I don't accept rude remarks about myself or my works. My actions, had they been different, like leaving trash in my house, wouldn't have had any real impact on our relationship. I will never change my attitude toward such comments. You can have different attitudes toward this or that work, and you can find cockroaches even in a completely dark room, but is that right, and will the works be any better for it? Now it's up to you to decide how your home will be tidied up. Best regards. Good luck to your home.
The only thing is, you should have shown the other hand too - find a more harmonious position for it...
Ronin, my brain is boiling and refusing to comprehend your comment.
No... I can read, and I have sympathy for your ass...
But why did you write this charade here?
but I want to hear Anatoly's answer... Ronin's.
hmm...
You are the owner of this page.
However...with your actions like this, the cart won't budge.
Mutual hostility only destroys this site.
And I wouldn't want that.
Because this site...it's our own, Belarusian.