and the village of vizyabash, literally... deprived of parental rights, then i was sent to first grades of eight months, there we are very they look alike, but for the last year of kindergarten there are photographs, well, let’s look at the photograph, let’s see it with a white bow, that’s me, yes, through the girl, my brother, yeah, you have the same look, look, look, yes, it’s with the same photo this. mom already took a portrait, this was right before the disappearance, probably, yes, yes, this is the last year of kindergarten, graduation from kindergarten, so we had to go to school after six months, say, you were close to him, of course, yes, yes, yes, we were everywhere together, but i don’t remember the dog, really, i don’t i remember, but that we were everywhere together, and he was much smarter than me, he learned a poem for me, for himself in kindergarten, my sister pointed it out on the table, she dressed him in a dress with a scarf, for example, she dressed me like a boy, just like that we talked, he recited, one might say, a poem, studied it momentarily, my mother says, he