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And here is the minister, 28-year-old Julia Kosarev. How it has achieved this high
positions in such a young age? ..
Head of Stavropol Vladimir Vladimirov made regular appointments, introduced the members of the Cabinet of the new Minister of Economy. On the post of minister 28-year-old Julia Kosarev was appointed.





Julia Kosarev graduated from the Economics Faculty of Moscow State University. Apart from the economy, it is interested in literature: the network can find her notes and poems. Here is one of them, published in the post with a photo of Ms. Kosareva. Note also that Julia Kosarev - active user of social networks, it is a permanent post their own photos, images and favorite sayings
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But the greatest achievement of her is that she is a daughter of a senator, which has achieved its high position in the government is exclusively due to high intelligence!



And here's her poem:

Your reckless game, if the search is on,
You live in this world, knowing me by changing myself
Phone calls White House,
Federal Ministers, their subordinates.
Spend time with stupid whores, in the ecstasy of Jack and Coke,
In noisy clubs of Moscow and Rostov ...
We know each other's views instant hours of talk time,
Talent works, the value of life, family, or home.
Seditious communication carnal pleasures of life,
They brought us to where now there is no interference ...
I know you absolutely nothing to do with this world,
Past lives - Angelina, Daniel ... your
From today draws strength in this delirium,
You go to ruin, like in hell.
Strange this universal communication - Additions of words, phrases
continue. That sleepless night, the bad leg,
One taste of the food. The soul as one.
Lost a bit - this is normal,
Tired from work and it is not strange.
You're looking for it, from whom escaped,
Looking for love and find corrupt nightmare ...
Suppose I am a little ridiculous in shape,
I admit it, but it does not slip.
I have patience, strength and will,
And we lost on parallel roads ...
You know, ready to give you a reason,
Power and truth, night walks through the passion,
Alley sunset, dawn and morning sex on the floor,
Maybe in bed or in captivity!
You know? And now can know and do not have to ...
Trust me, and, come on, run ?!

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