studying at an institute in riga, at an aviation institute, my father studied in riga, at that time there were only three institutes , such in riga, kiev and moscowwithout a passport with only a student card, without a livelihood, and you told your parents that you left the institute, went to moscow, no, i was so ashamed, so maybe for this reason i didn’t call, but i wanted... to somehow settle down, get stronger in moscow, so i just ended up in the nona group, i sent the first message, sent a poster for the group, where i’m depicted as if everything is fine with me, after how many years it was, listen, well, it was a year later, wow , well, of course you do, but you can imagine how mom felt, i understand that i was a bastard in this situation, and i’m saying, i’m still ashamed of this act, yes , i definitely asked for forgiveness later, yes, unfortunately, i didn’t have time to ask my father for forgiveness, but what happened to my father? and my dad died, drowned, i only found out about this on tour, when a letter arrived from the ministry of culture, we were in sochi just in time, it happened, they went fishing, he fell into cold water, he sta