Александра Тихонова, 36 лет, Астрахань - полная информация о профиле человека

Имя

Александра

Фамилия

Тихонова

Девичья фамилия

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Пол

Женщина

День рождения

29

Месяц рождения

февраль

Год рождения

1988

Дата рождения

29.2.1988

Полных лет

36

Кто по гороскопу

Рыбы

Страна

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Родной город

портовый

Город проживания

Астрахань

Электронная почта (email)

Скрыто

Номер телефона

Известен, но скрыт

Владение языками

Русский

Twitter

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LiveJournal

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Skype

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VK ссылка

bureska

Личный сайт

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Галочка верификации

Отсутствует

Дата регистрации профиля ВКонтакте

24 апреля 2007 года

Прошло после регистрации

17 лет 4 месяца 29 дней

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С какого устройства заходила

Через приложение для iPhone

ID профиля

333445

Никнейм (псевдоним)

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Статус профиля VK

Открытый

Доступ к аудиозаписям

Открыт

Сколько подписчиков

567

Сколько друзей

200

Подарки

Нет данных

Заметки

Нет данных

Фотоальбомы

5

Фотографии

345

Видеозаписи

27

Аудиозаписи

326

Группы

Скрыто

Паблики

7

Школа

ВУЗ

Работа

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Деятельность

наблюдатель

Интересы

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Любимая музыка

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Любимые фильмы

* 8 женщин * Антихрист * Дорога перемен * Иствикские ведьмы * Одинокий мужчина *

Любимые книги

*Федерико Андахази * Хулио Картасар * Милорад Павич * Михаил Елизаров * Тургенев И.С *

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It was then that the fox appeared. "Good morning," said the fox. "Good morning," the little prince responded politely, although when he turned around he saw nothing. "I am right here," the voice said, "under the apple tree." "Who are you?" asked the little prince, and added, "You are very pretty to look at." "I am a fox," said the fox. "Come and play with me," proposed the little prince. "I am so unhappy." "I cannot play with you," the fox said. "I am not tamed." "Ah! Please excuse me," said the little prince. But, after some thought, he added: "What does that mean— 'tame'?" "You do not live here," said the fox. "What is it that you are looking for?" "I am looking for men," said the little prince. "What does that mean— 'tame'?" "Men," said the fox. "They have guns, and they hunt. It is very disturbing. They also raise chickens. These are their only interests. Are you looking for chickens?" "No," said the little prince. "I am looking for friends. What does that mean— 'tame'?" "It is an act too often neglected," said the fox. It means to establish ties." "'To establish ties'?" "Just that," said the fox. "To me, you are still nothing more than a little boy who is just like a hundred thousand other little boys. And I have no need of you. And you, on your part, have no need of me. To you, I am nothing more than a fox like a hundred thousand other foxes. But if you tame me, then we shall need each other. To me, you will be unique in all the world. To you, I shall be unique in all the world..." "I am beginning to understand," said the little prince. "There is a flower... I think that she has tamed me..." "It is possible," said the fox. "On the Earth one sees all sorts of things." "Oh, but this is not on the Earth!" said the little prince. The fox seemed perplexed, and very curious. "On another planet?" "Yes." "Are there hunters on this planet?" "No." "Ah, that is interesting! Are there chickens?" "No." "Nothing is perfect," sighed the fox. But he came back to his idea. "My life is very monotonous," the fox said. "I hunt chickens; men hunt me. All the chickens are just alike, and all the men are just alike. And, in consequence, I am a little bored. But if you tame me, it will be as if the sun came to shine on my life. I shall know the sound of a step that will be different from all the others. Other steps send me hurrying back underneath the ground. Yours will call me, like music, out of my burrow. And then look: you see the grain-fields down yonder? I do not eat bread. Wheat is of no use to me. The wheat fields have nothing to say to me. And that is sad. But you have hair that is the colour of gold. Think how wonderful that will be when you have tamed me! The grain, which is also golden, will bring me back the thought of you. And I shall love to "My life is very monotonous," the fox said. "I hunt chickens; men hunt me. All the chickens are just alike, and all the men are just alike. And, in consequence, I am a little bored. But if you tame me, it will be as if the sun came to shine on my life. I shall know the sound of a step that will be different from all the others. Other steps send me hurrying back underneath the ground. Yours will call me, like music, out of my burrow. And then look: you see the grain-fields down yonder? I do not eat bread. Wheat is of no use to me. The wheat

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