Lina

Good afternoon, maybe even evening, Wanderer. I am sure that on the thorny path of Life we met not by chance, but bound our fates into a tight tangle of one important thing. I have two bags in which you hide what you are so desperately looking for. Put your hand in the first one, you will find the skill of a quality set of texts. I'll help you reprint the scans, the inscriptions on the photos and birch bark. In another bag there is a translation ability of eng>rus, confirmed by a certificate of three years of freshness with a proud level of Intermediate, but time passes, and being in direct proportion with it, the limits of my knowledge of the language go far.
Come in for a cup of tea, Traveler, and we'll talk about the things that matter.