allowed me to meet such a person, i was given the honor of being friends with a great man, alexander shirvent afraid of death, i’m afraid for my loved ones, i’m afraid of accidents for my friends, i’m afraid of looking old, i’m afraid of dying gradually, when i have to grab onto something for someone... then, it wasn’t like that, he left, also as if he was quietly not bothering anyone with his illness. without complaints, without pretensions, without whims, and he, when he was lying in hospital, fyodor dobronravov told me, they were in the same hospital, shura was in intensive care, and fyodor came to see him, but to visit him, chat, then he left, came back again, and he was still here, and shura said, you again, you again here, in general, then... he continued to joke about how, how long will you continue to come here, he says, get out of here already, well, that’s it, he didn’t leave there anymore, you were able to say goodbye to him, no, no, you know, i don’t go i don’t go to actor’s funerals, i can’t. see it, no, i can't see it dead, no i missed him , i can, neither him, nor andrey, nor m