Дорогие наши жители Питервилля, окрестныхъ городовъ и всей зелёно-голубой планеты Земля! Мы смешили и потешили васъ целый годъ. Такъ давайте сейчасъ помолчимъ, отложимъ смартфоны, посмотримъ другъ другу въ глаза.

Давайте сами создавать традиции и волшебные моменты. На эфире въ Телеграме мы спросили другъ друга, за что благодарны этому году. И однимъ изъ ответовъ было – за васъ. За ваше внимание, интересъ, эмоции и обратную связь. Потому что когда читаешь, что осветилъ, согрелъ чьё-то утро/день/месяцъ/тёмный периодъ – ощущаешь лёгкими, что всё не зря.

Сейчасъ, когда такъ много конфронтации, агрессии, ненависти, давайте создавать традиции уважения, внимания. Напишите въ комментарияхъ благодарности намъ, себе, близкимъ, далёкимъ и самому 2024 году. За всё, за что его можно поблагодарить. Пусть 2025, согретый нашимъ тепломъ, будетъ человечнымъ, добрымъ, мирнымъ. Съ Новымъ годомъ!

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Our dearest Piterville citizens, neighbouring residents and other earthlings inhabiting our green and blue planet! We have been entertaining and amusing you all this year. So let’s keep silence for a little, put aside our smartphones and look one another in the eye.

Let’s be the ones to establish traditions and wonderful moments. In our Telegram live stream we asked each other about what we were thankful for this year. “For you” was one of the replies. For your attention, interest, emotions, and feedback. That is because when you learn that you managed to brighten or warm up someone’s morning/day/month/hard time, then you feel it in your lungs that it wasn’t all for nothing.

Now, when confrontation, aggression and hatred are so abundant, let us establish the traditions of respect and care. Share your thanks to us, to yourself, to those near and far, and to the 2024 itself in the comment section. For anything this year can be thanked for. May the 2025, which we will make cordial, be humane, kind and peaceful. Happy New year!

Прошлогодний хлебъ, битва за каламбуръ

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Last year’s bread, a fight for the quibble

Когда письмо Деду Морозу шло 30 летъ

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When it took your letter 30 years to get to Santa

Переводъ👇🏻
На кой шутъ мне сей шаврикъ тьмонеистовый?!

Это мы до Нового Года сняли, сейчасъ мы толстые уже

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This was filmed before the New Year, now we’re already fat

Отмечай друга, который опомнился. Который не опомнился, тоже отмечай

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Tag your friend who has come to his senses. Tag the one who hasn’t, likewise

Translation👇🏻
Nikolay: 🌹🎶
Dmitry: 🕺🏻
Kirill: You are both 40 years old, you have already lived most of your lives. Come to your senses! Come to your senses until it is too late, that is my advice to you!
Nikolay: 🌹🎶
Dmitry: 🕺🏻

Шпроты въ масле, до которыхъ такъ и не дошло дело въ праздники

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Canned sprats in oil that never got the chance on holidays

Когда она написала, что любитъ начитанныхъ

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When she told you she preferred bookish guys

Когда нетъ денегъ на анестезию, но вы съ друзьями всё придумали

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When you have no money for anesthesia but you and your friends come up with an idea

Translation👇🏻
Dentist: Did you have any strong drinks from January 1 to January 6?
Dmitry: That’s an odd question!
Kirill: Sure enough.
Dmitry: People are having strong drinks for two weeks now.
Kirill: Who doesn’t?
Dentist: Did you?
Kirill: I did.
Nikolay: There isn’t freaking much to do here.
Dentist: How much alcohol did you have?
Dmitry: That’s a sacred thing right up to January 10!
Nikolay: When I have some alcohol I can’t stand it the very next day, see? But they can!
Dentist: I don’t drink spirits, I can’t get how one can drink alcohol for two weeks, I can’t drink it for half an hour!..

@doctor_baranov 🦷Ъ

Осипъ Мандельштамъ - Сусальнымъ золотомъ горятъ...

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Osip Mandelshtam - The Christmas trees are shining...

The Christmas trees are shining
With tinsel gold in the forests,
The toy wolves are gazing
With scary eyes in the bushes.

O my prophetic sorrow,
O my silent freedom,
And the ever-laughing crystal
Of the lifeless heavenly vault!

(Translated by D. Smirnov-Sadovsky)

«И снова музыка Мадонны,
И повторится всё, какъ встарь...»

Что есть жизнь, ежели размышлять отвлечённо? Череда повторений. Однако съ небольшими, но любопытными нюансами. Въ этихъ нюансахъ для насъ – самый сокъ.

Пейте сокъ жизни и сохраняйте радость въ душе, даже когда праздничный циклъ отъ Питервилля завершёнъ. Съ Рождествомъ!

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“Madonna’s tune is back again,
All is repeated as was then...”

What is life when considered as an abstract meaning? A line of iterations. However, there are some small but curious variations there, and as we see it, they are the juice.

Drink this juice of life and have joy even as Piterville’s festive video cycle draws to an end. Merry Christmas!

Ты и твой какъ следуетъ отдохнувший коллега

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You and your colleague that rested well