My friend introduced me to Lenya Abramovich around 1985-87. Then I studied at the evening department of Dnepropetrovsk University and I needed to be registered somewhere in order to be able to study. I needed to study and for some time I was interrupted from one job to another, and then I just gave Lena a work book and he told me that I was in some kind of cooperative... We practically did not communicate with him... He called me a couple of times and reported that now I am not listed in the cooperative "X", but in the cooperative "Y". It didn’t matter to me at all and I just said: “Yes, I heard.” Once I was at his house, one - he was with me ... We saw each other, only 5 times, maybe... When we saw him for the last time, I had hair on my head. Bald, Lenya did not see me. He definitely couldn’t remember me in such a way that he would recognize me in 30 years... We met with him several times and talked, well, maybe for 5 minutes... I estimate the total time spent in several short conversations, no more than half an hour... In total...
He definitely couldn't remember me...
And I remembered him. He was different from other people... dullness. In general, he was a friendly person, but somehow colorless. He remained in my memory as a gray type... It was gray... About himself, his clothes, his car, his apartment, what he said, everything was somehow dull, colorless. Mouse hole man. I have never seen anything like this in my life. Gray man. There were no common views or interests. This is not a friend, not a friend, and not even an acquaintance. A complete stranger, an outsider... I did not think about him and did not remember him all these 30 years... And I recognized him only by his voice.
I did not know that Lyonya was a professional provocateur. I just didn't pay attention to things like that back then. Moreover, from one phrase thrown by Lenya during the conversation, we can conclude that then, 30 years ago, he was not a provocateur, or simply did not work against me...
But, unfortunately, over time, people change and basically “rot” and, judging by this video, Lenya “rotted” completely.
The recording shows that it was not just a meeting, that he was prepared for a conversation with me. In addition, the curator who brought this bastard to me was interested in specific, personal information about me and about my life...
Lenya began the conversation with the fact that supposedly, I stink of Mr. Then he started buying a bun with poppy seeds and did not want to buy a bun with condensed milk... mimicking me... This is also a thin place - information for such a mimicry - videos about my behavior in supermarkets are provided by the security gangs of the Varus and ATB retail chains. It's illegal. Such information about me is protected by the Constitution of Ukraine, it is forbidden to collect and store this information, but despite this, contrary to the law, the security gangs of ATB and Varus supermarkets collect such information and trade it. Such mimicry was invented by the KGB of the USSR and used against dissidents, because mimicry has an overwhelming effect on a person.
While talking to him, I studied him and found that he had no face. In addition, I was surprised to find arrogance, hatred and contempt for me. To meet me, he dressed up in a crumpled raspberry jacket, which was worn by the nouveau riche and barefoot in the 90s of the last century, and the same wrinkled raincoat, with a shimmer…
Abramovich offered me to buy an Israeli passport, to leave as a student, he also gave some advice, all the time he tried to fish out something and adjust... I upset him and tried to find out what he needed from me...
But that was not all. Approximately 11 minutes are missing from the published part of the recording. During this time, the following happened: along the embankment, past the entrance to the ATB, two people were walking, about 23 years old, tall, thin, seemingly untidy and completely drunk. Apparently they were looking for something. One of them approached me and asked where the place they were looking for was located. I explained to him how to get through, they hesitated a bit and left. The behavior of the person who was talking to me was different from that of the drunk. He examined me, as if assessing me, for some time he stood in front of the entrance, and then, all the same, he decided to leave.
Until this moment, for some time, it can be heard, Lenya made several attempts to make me feel annoyed, annoyed, angry about what happened to me and is happening, reminding me that I was very talented and cannot realize myself in this damned country - Ukraine, because someone constantly interferes in my life, breaks and destroys all my undertakings. During the conversation, Lenya pulls this topic...
And at the end of the conversation, you can hear Lenya telling me with annoyance that I should have talked to this person arrogantly, arrogantly, that he was unworthy of me talking to him at all...
And this is the circumstance, the fact that Abramovich remembered these two drunk guys, just passers-by and was annoyed that I somehow reacted to them not according to plan, combined with the fact that one of them examined me, assessed me as expecting something from me, for me personally it says that the event itself was a well-planned attack, in which I myself had to give rise to a conflict on everyday grounds.
Also, in the course of the conversation, Abramovich first complained that he had already become old and could not learn German, and then, at the end of the conversation, he said that he had already become wise and had written a treatise on the relationship between man and God... This last thing especially touched me: it turns out that without mastering German, not finding the strength to remember a maximum of two hundred words, that is, simply having survived from his mind, he did not go to the doctor about the decline in mental abilities, but decided to hit philosophy and tell other people how they should build your life... This is a purely mercantile perception... The worldview of the toilet from which he crawled out, where he came from...
More than 4 years have passed since this “accidental” meeting and I decided to thank Lenya and his curators for trying to injure me, or even kill me during a domestic quarrel with passers-by, which I myself would have initiated... I will now send links to this article to the Government of Israel and the Government of the Republic of Germany. I hope that Lena, in addition to the treatise on the relationship of man with God, will have to write at least two more treatises: on the relationship of man with the mafia and on the relationship of man with the KGB of Ukraine.
As far as I know, Israel is very strict about its passports, about buying and selling them, and the Republic of Germany is very "loving" people who manage to sit on the neck of its taxpayers, receiving benefits and insurance, and at the same time use its territory as a base and shelter for committing crimes in other countries, cooperate as agents and provocateurs with the secret services of other countries, which these special services use to organize attacks on dissidents.
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