we arrived at the institute from krefozor, then at one end there was crying, then at the other end awe ’ll beat him now, he’ll know you, it was seryozha on his face, such horror. his eyes are half open, i wrote down his wounds, these are seven wounds from a heavy machine gun, he says , brace yourself, you need to save him. natasha died at ninety-three on october 3, and dad passed away in january ninety fourth year, my father loved natasha very much, he just obviously didn’t survive her death, well , how he coped, purely like a woman. sometimes howled openly, i’ll tell you now, because it was complete darkness, they kept it in my dress, we had nothing, we were beggars in the ninety-third year, and we erected monuments, maybe yura told you, with the money raised from the sale of potatoes and honey, himself in blame something, of course. it was necessary to know more about her, but you understand, so to speak, the freedom of a child is one of the components of his formation, well, yes, this sounds like its own justification, but it’s true, you can’t caulk it up, so to speak, and not let