this is a letter from faina georgievna ranevskaya which was written on the death of yuli alekseevich iend’s journalist. why did it make such an impression on me? because i saw in this letter, and the reaction and pain, probably, of the population of not only the entire soviet union but also the entire world to the death of the first, uh, cosmonaut of the planet. i can even quote a few lines from there, because i worked a lot with this letter. there are probably two such fragments that i can now reproduce, the first fragment sounds as follows, and faina georgievna ranevskaya writes. that day i played scenes from sosomov, and when i returned home i drank vodka alone . this has never happened to me. and it’s immediately clear how people perceived the death of the first cosmonaut and even further. she writes. she says why didn’t they tell gagarin that he now belonged to the world, and not to himself, and they allowed him to fly, and i am wearing this letter in special gloves next to special people from the funds. i held it in my hands. this, of course, makes a colossal impression. did you