This is a list of notable Circassians (Adyghes, Cherkess, and Kabardays), including both ethnic Circassians and people of Circassian descent.
Adyghe (/ˈædᵻɡeɪ/ or /ˌɑːdᵻˈɡeɪ/; Circassian language: Адыгэ Adyge) are Western Circassian (Russian: Адыгейцы Adygeytsy), peoples of the northern Caucasus, who speak the Adyghe language. In a wider sense, "Adyghe" can also refer to all of the Circassian peoples (whose native demonym is Адыгэ Adyge; Russian: Адыги Adygi).
Within Russia, the numbers of Adyghe proper in 2010 were 124,835 including 107,048 in Adygea, 13,834 in Krasnodar Krai, 569 in Moscow, and (in 2002) 584 in Kabardino-Balkaria.
The political history of the Adyghe proper since the Russian Revolution is complex. On 27 July 1922, a Circassian (Adygea) Autonomous Oblast was established in the Kuban-Black Sea Oblast, which would later become Krasnodar Krai. After several name changes, the Adyghe Autonomous Oblast was established on 3 August 1928. On 5 October 1990, the Adygea ASSR was proclaimed and separated from Krasnodar Krai. On 24 March 1992, it became the Republic of Adygea. A significant population of the Adyghe community now lives in the Black Sea region of Northern Turkey where their culture is preserved in villages in the area.
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I have a dream about her
She rings my bell
I got gym class in half an hour
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In Keds and tube socks
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And she doesn't give a damn about me
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Yeah I'm just a teenage dirtbag baby
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And he drives an Iroc
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And he doesn't give a damn about me
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Listen to Iron Maiden baby with me
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And why does she give a damn about
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