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Спасибо все получилось.

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Обьясняю для не понятливых:
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Как говорится.. Не дать не взять, зачётная статья!

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Супер! Спасибо :0

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Круто, что тут еще можно сказать.

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Объясните почему исключительно так? Сомневаюсь, почему не уточнить этот обзор.




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