was a mine... living alone on my street, neighbors moved away due to daily bombings, originally from neftyuganskthe newspaper that sell houses, i got this i liked the house, but i bought it , sold an apartment there, and bought it here, and it’s closer to ukraine, i’m originally from ukraine, from the kirovograd region. oh, i think, even if i go to see my mother, it doesn’t matter, my mother died already, of course, and then there’s my sister, my younger sister alive in st. petersburg, two sons in her , husband, retired general, so this is your family, husband, children there, i have no one, caesar, uh-huh, caesar, dog, shelling, valentina pavlovna, of course, is afraid, but he has no intention of leaving. it gives me two strength , it gives me, i walk, i keep chickens and do something on the sly, well, i love it, i like the village, this, you know , is where i’m going, they took me to st. petersburg, but why should i go there, i’m a villager myself, you see, i like it, then you will grow up, and in the morning i will come out, what a beauty. and comes to her center for help, no one is here no o