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Artist- Petrovich is a great man. - said one of the fellows, running his palm over his tanned hands. - I haven't given you anything yet. What have I given you? - I continued in confusion. - Yeah, man, the sun's really beating down today. He must be having a sunstroke," came from behind the table, and everyone started cackling in unison. - Come on, Pyotr, have a glass with us - one of the neighbors said with a gesture, pointing to the glass of port on the table and wiped his sweaty bald head with his hand. - What?