good morning, konstantin yakovich, how did you sleep? did you sleep well.ng is worse, hummocks, nezins, everything is overgrown with reeds, my aunt is a cunning woman, she sells these reeds at the station, 10 kopecks. the thing is, they buy it. beautiful, so he buys it, if i lived in the city, i might buy it too it would be a completely different matter in the city, but what is this, i see, you can’t see the guys at all, they are not there, they are all on the central estate, they sent tunyan people here from the city to us, but well, to work, some were nothing, one great i taught you how to dance, you know, feet, “i know that it’s you, you can’t comb everyone with the same brush, sometimes there’s a good person, but he gets into such trouble that life beat me up, it kept hitting me, but what can i say about it?” the sun is high, we must hurry. yes, she reviled me throughout my life, you can’t tell everything, especially it’s hard that i’m alone in the world, an orphan, because i have no father or mother, only an aunt. one girl, a medical worker, loved me,