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How to post photos from the prison in social networks
In June 2012, Alex He does, driving a taxi in a condition of alcoholic and narcotic intoxication, death knocked schoolgirl. He was arrested and taken into custody.
Alex He does during 2012 repeatedly brought to administrative responsibility, including those associated with driving while intoxicated, he worked illegally as a taxi driver.
The taxi driver, who shot down by drug schoolgirl calmly lays out photos from the prison to the pages of the social network My World.
(taken from here)
Also (though World Alexey He does closed to nedruzey) posted for public viewing of his authorship of the poem.
Evening in jail again
comes.
Spirit convict again
It comes to life.
Again, the huts are riding horses.
Someone is reading, someone playing.
Just like always - no back and no
here.
The camera is the same, and that the same prison.
Those same lattice, and that the same kids.
That same ... But today is not the same
that.
The door slammed shut - all are not
first time.
So what? In prison - like
home.
Only the soul is not so as
always - Somewhere at the heart of longing and
trouble.
Thoughts about the world rushing
wave.
Heaviness in the chest as
yesterday's binge.
3.
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Alex He does during 2012 repeatedly brought to administrative responsibility, including those associated with driving while intoxicated, he worked illegally as a taxi driver.
The taxi driver, who shot down by drug schoolgirl calmly lays out photos from the prison to the pages of the social network My World.
(taken from here)
Also (though World Alexey He does closed to nedruzey) posted for public viewing of his authorship of the poem.
Evening in jail again
comes.
Spirit convict again
It comes to life.
Again, the huts are riding horses.
Someone is reading, someone playing.
Just like always - no back and no
here.
The camera is the same, and that the same prison.
Those same lattice, and that the same kids.
That same ... But today is not the same
that.
The door slammed shut - all are not
first time.
So what? In prison - like
home.
Only the soul is not so as
always - Somewhere at the heart of longing and
trouble.
Thoughts about the world rushing
wave.
Heaviness in the chest as
yesterday's binge.
3.
4.
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