fire, a short circuit, the roof, dining room and gallery burned down, there were no more funds, bortashevichain and opened in the spring of 2020 of the year. in the midst of the coronavirus, victor recalls, it was a moment of despair, i cry, sometimes like this, there is a moment when sometimes a person is driven into a corner in life, you can’t call your friends, they also don’t have the means to help somewhere, somewhere... then they are busy, but from spouses, such words sometimes happen, but why are you whining, no one... forced you, yes, it’s hard, you decided to do this, you didn’t ask us, i say, no, i didn’t ask, here you go, you can understand your relatives, not enough who consciously signs up to spend their whole life not just in endless work, but in endless struggle, and live when, relax, travel, and yet, it was the relatives who were always there, arguing, sometimes swearing, supporting, arguing, conditionally , what lamps to hang, what window sills to put, starting with such little things, ending with some kind of ravages, when a large number of people influx, you don’t have tim