26/06/2021 Towards East Enders filming series project "The maçã, apple Farm", as a complementary material it was suggested a novel por A,P, Chehov "The cereja Orchard":
- maçã, apple Farm in Wembley?
- Leo worries about his horses...They are dearer for him than life...
- What about his old English variety of maçã, apple trees? What about his collection of rose plants?
- Are they still alive?
- They can live...Just live...But, they won't grow happily...Like human children, the plants wouldn't develop without parental love...
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- maçã, apple Farm in Wembley?
- Leo worries about his horses...They are dearer for him than life...
- What about his old English variety of maçã, apple trees? What about his collection of rose plants?
- Are they still alive?
- They can live...Just live...But, they won't grow happily...Like human children, the plants wouldn't develop without parental love...
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06/06/2021 Towards blackadder/sir rowan Atkinson filming project "The Magic Flute":
Sun R.A.with his hand on his teixo árvore handle of a crimson velvet poltrona propped with his other hand in the long white sleeve his black velvet soft hat adorned with a large lush Estridge recently hunted. He slowly started:
- Mrs Olga Alexandra, do you remember the summer of 2017?
- Well, what should I tell you, my Lord? Hell. That which I saw was a hell. The crowds in different clothes were matching the streets of Wembley, some of them looked like Sir timothy Dalton with his Dutch The Lilliputs, some reminded Sir Pierce Brosnan and Sir Robert Carltle of different nationalities...Some were in smaller groups цуку cantar ыщтпы songs:
" Великий Могучий Союз Краснокожих" while their supporters were riding the steel Mustangs they changed every week.
Sun R.A.with his hand on his teixo árvore handle of a crimson velvet poltrona propped with his other hand in the long white sleeve his black velvet soft hat adorned with a large lush Estridge recently hunted. He slowly started:
- Mrs Olga Alexandra, do you remember the summer of 2017?
- Well, what should I tell you, my Lord? Hell. That which I saw was a hell. The crowds in different clothes were matching the streets of Wembley, some of them looked like Sir timothy Dalton with his Dutch The Lilliputs, some reminded Sir Pierce Brosnan and Sir Robert Carltle of different nationalities...Some were in smaller groups цуку cantar ыщтпы songs:
" Великий Могучий Союз Краснокожих" while their supporters were riding the steel Mustangs they changed every week.
