Кризис налицо. Закрылся магазин на Казанском вокза где я всегда покупал телескопы. Вероятно, всё скупили белорусы и казахи. И пока говорил по телефону со школой сына, с английской школой сына, с мамой сыны, сгорела картошка. Отдраил сковороду, поставил по новой. Пока говорил по телефону с финансовым аналитиком, с магазином телескопов, картошка сгорела снова. Не судьба. 




The crisis is gettin obvious. The outlet at Kazansky railway terminal where I used to buy telescopes, has been closed for good. Perhaps, Belorussians and Kazakhs have looted it. Besides, while I was talking by phone to my son's school, to his English school, to his mother, fries have burnt to ashes. I cleaned a pan and started frying all over again. While I was talking by phone to a financial analyst and to a telesope shope, fries burnt down again. What a misfortune.