you see, this is our village, the village of neftegorsk, these are our ships. 17 five-story apartmentd that our houses are like white liner. here is my house, last house number seven, where i lived. kindergarten number 42 father took pictures of all these children, most of these children died, by the way, these shots were taken by elvira's father 2 weeks before one of the worst disasters of the last century. here i am with the blue stroller on may 28, 1995 . and i came home. i loved it very much, and i took the strength to the bath with me to read before going to bed. a volume of a soviet detective, and sleeping in a large room. my child was one year old room is my parents started to read. well, it didn’t work, the reading came out of the bathroom and i close the gas water heater. i heard my father stand up in the back room. i turned the last thing i saw on me while away from the wall. the refrigerator moves away and flies at me. everything, this was the first shock of a catastrophic earthquake, the strength of which at the epicenter exceeded seven points in 17 seconds, the village of